The One

[Verse One] Now here comes the one on the scene to redeem, a dream Seen a couple of years ago when I was just a teen..ager The need to come off at that particular time wasn't major Now I have to wear a pager On my waist just in case I have to go someplace Somewhere can't bear to be late, cause the race is on For all with the ruffneck song Even though they weren't born in the Carribean like me And others that were all brothers there's a lot in the pot Floridian(?) Sibian(?) to be Divvian(?) I waited for a few for mine, I knew the time was gonna come You can bet I'ma collect the whole lump sum Of the green, the revenue, the ducats, the monies Is whatever you call it there's some complementary honies I'm just the ultimate Don Juan nig-Jacabozi(?) Never fell, I can spell, F-E-L-L like Yahtzee For each I'm gonna reach and teach with the speech If you riff, I'ma flip like Nadia Comaneci Win the gold; the bronze is for Hans and Franz I'm not (?) on no dirty hoes, I know the pros and cons Which will enable me to wear a cable And collect large sums of funds And here he - here comes - The One [Verse Two] Now here comes the man - the man that had the plan That in one year he will gain a million fans Heh - and if you map it out he did Accomplish and astonish, grabbin the hearts of every kid Yes I've created a realistic mirage in my garage That one day Chubb'll be large Not large in the sense that I'll be immense But my financial status and my pockets'll be the fattest around With a boomin sound which bounds To give Hitman Howie Tee a royal crown On his head or his noggin I don't how be loggin(?) Or the simple sounds you hear in your Walkman when joggin Or toboggan down the hill with a few minutes to kill You flipped in the tape you just barely escaped That tree in your way you just realized that hey You have to be very careful of the tape that you play If it's one of mine, you have to sit and relax And max and prepare to hear funky tracks And the lyrical storm cause when it rains it pours Into retail stores, a little comedic and yours But you know, deep in the gut, the nut Was you-know-what, all over the cut Yes we worked real hard to make it def and it was fun And made it suitable to be ripped by - The One [Verse Three] The One - has the mentality of An ignorant ruffneck, but then to get loved Is in my heart even though externally I rarely show it I'm not the guy you wanna go wit' If there's beef, I'm the butcher that will go and settle it I don't preach their rhetorhic The One hates when you say he's number two Or number eight on the countdown - my sound Is unique, you sleep, you'll weap You'll wreak of my words dangles in your cheeks So spit em out now, read about thou - take our your camera Take a flick of the man with the stamina To get your girl Tabitha to have a crush on this I don't use Nautilus - cause I don't pump no weights to get dates The One is the only one And I shall not have no other one but this one - word up! Yo Howie, flick on the beat, show me where the rhyme at And then the jam will kick like Timac(?) Howie takes a style when he's developing my track So you'll have the feeling of the flavor to buy that So your audible appendages will be numb And say, "Where did hip-hop get 'em from?" Long live the ANC, Walter Sisulu From South Africa, Mr. Mandela you're the real one