The Bad Boyz

[Chubb Rock] Chubb is a loveable Guy, not a Teddy Riley group It deeply bruise me, greaves me if you say I'm soup I'm really not, and I don't really think I am But I'm convinced, that I can make a funky jam So if you wanna, support the man that's gonna Jump up on the scene deliver lyrics that are sorta mean With the cream of the crop, Chubb Rock will never stop Showin his intelligence quotient, things are potent Prime time rhymes that's floatin blowin and knowin That it's goin to be considered the topic I've hithered Feelings between the music scene While I move to the groove like Akeem.. Olujawon The don upon the team that plays real calm, ego all gone Chubb doesn't like to be hyper I wait for my prey and then I react like a tiger Clip up, pick up, rip them all up and And then I heard my history callin Readin readin, Chubb never had a clue And this is not what I was taught in school and Decoyed, made every grade was a ploy That mislead the head of the Bad Boy - Robin! [Ms. Robin - patois best guess] A gwan Chubb, ah do gwan Chubb A gwan Chubb, yes ah gwan Chubb Oh a gwan Chubb, Lord ah gwan Chubb Me nah stop Chubb til me get some cash Ahh Ms-ah-Robin ah de cream of de crop Say lightning ah flash, an' thunder a clap An' watch everyting known as stars just a crash The tea for the spoon and de fork on de plate And de TV on de bed an' de watch said not Now Lord Miss-ah-Robin say you no-oh-fi-chat Ah-when you a-chat me say ya knot on bark Ah wha gwan Chubb, yes a gwan Chubb, hmmm [Chubb Rock] Last summer, my tune went to number Two on the countdown, I had a frown On my grill cause I knew that until I went To number one I couldn't consider myself The One But The One came back with a hardcore devilish rap Fully strapped, definitely aimed at Things that made me, no one can pay me Enough to sell out, call a bluff and huff And blow the house down that I built And meeting old homeboys like Giz and Milk Definitely happy - Howie Tee kept me On the level of a star so the squads can sweat me Cause Chubb Rock always seem to rock the place Peace to the homeboys Amityville and Mase On the Anita Baker tip I'm gonna bring ya joy The overjoy of the Bad Boy - Robin! [Ms. Robin - patois best guess] Dem ah come, Lord dem a come Yes dem ah come, yes dem a come A wicked go my tongue when de fire start burn De wicked dem gon melt like ?? against sun De fire a gon burn down de 'ouse of Sodom De fire a gon burn down de man we touch by ?? Lord dem a come, Lord dem a come So dem have dem gone but me ah 'ave none Me take off on di foot and me started to run But when me come back me say di fight cyan't done I'm suh-Robin come out wit de baddest can done Lord dem a come, yes dem a come Lord dem a come..