The Vibes

I kick out the jams and tell you who I am I'll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan (yeah) And then you're out talking shit like Yosemite Sam You've got the elephant feet like Les McCan Up the crack of dawn, I'm on my way We're talking two foot dump and there'll be no delay Cause I'm gone, the shit's getting out of hand I'm changing my middle name to first Trem I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite I've got holes in my mouth where my teeth should be You ask, Whatever happenened to the rappin' duke? I heard the Captain's gonna sign him to Jive and that's the truth Taking care of my functions, still smokin' up the shrubery I stopped eating chicken cause the shit was too rubbery My produce, organic, from my own yard Only the freshest herbs and growing's not too hard Vibes, vibrations Vibes, vibrations Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb Waking up my long joint, ready to get some Looking at my board and my old boots Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt I give a shout out -- so where you at? But don't get souped, Matthew, cause I'm-a take ya Horatio Park right now and I'm-a shake ya Give me the fresh count, you know that I'm stressed out I need some inspiration, so get the best out Like Rock Master Scott, I'm on the request line Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time Good vibes flowing all around Not a worry in mind as the friends around A shout out to Linda, riding pow forever Well the 'Bird is the word and you're as light as a feather' Well I smoke a bag of rat weed cause I don't care And I'm waxing old ladies out of their underwears I like the boomin' grannies in big old panties I'm giving it to grandma, making her crazy I might be a white boy, but I'm no goofy Got beats like Babalu on "I Love Lucy" I'm not like the Skipper on "Fantasy Island" I'm more like Captain Stubing when I go buck whylin' The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot Or STH when they let me back at the Deuce Cause I can't get enough of that funky stuff When the going gets rough, ain't going out in the sluff Down with Bubble Gum and the Ninth Creation You get on down, we've got the sound sensation Kid Fresh is back from the eighties And we're doing it for the ladies Vibes, vibrations Vibes, vibrations We got Vibes, vibrations We got Vibes, vibrations Vi...vi...