Clean Up Crew

[Intro: KRS-One] Duck Down, yeah What up Dru Ha? Damn man, look what you done did {"Some, somebody call for... somebody call for a clean up crew?"} BO! [Verse 1: Rock from Helter Skelter} Just when you thought it couldn't get any rougher There's a Bounty on your head, guess who's the quicker picker upper? Me! No mess on the scene, do it so fresh and so clean Zestfully clean, baffle the fuck out of Feds and police I'm Brillo pad rough, draw more than yo' dandruff When I aim at yo' Head & Shoulders I'm the salt on the street that melt the snow of that mess you don't When I royally flush it down without the help of poker Just a super soaker with soap suds, wash you up (Kaboom!) Scrub free, that mighta went over your heads But y'all should duck anyway, Rock is an Oxy Clean you off of the face of the rap scene Just watch me beam with the Arm & Hammer or baking soda Suckers don't come around here no more fakin', doin' no more snakin' (Uh-huh uh-huh) I clean house like Geoffrey Like Kraus, like Benson, with a semi, friendly [Hook: Rock] Who called the clean up crew? Get yourself cleaned up like a fiend that need help, who need drugs? We'll clean up YOU (uh-huh uh-huh) Clean house, make a clean break, start over with a clean slate We the clean up crew Get washed and dried, them things Maytag you, it's laundry night We 'bout to clean up YOU! Every last soft nigga is simple as wax on wax off niggas Who called the clean up crew? [Verse 2: 1KRS-One] I'm the janitor, I come to clean up quick The mic is the mop I clean the streets up with quick I spit the dish and you'll get infected I'll wipe out your whole crew and leave 'em lemon scented The dragon has entered - the mic is there I'm darin you jump so I can anti-bacteria{?} you Airin your crew, I'm air fresher than you Here's what KRS gon' do I'ma let you clean up your act and t'ing But you front, I'ma throw you in an Irish Spring Dude, I'm the King like Martin Luther You the loser like Bush [Buckshot] Push, that broom back and forth Clean your ceiling, clean your walls; they don't feel you at all Dawg, we're Swiffer, yeah you beg to differ We Shine, you glitter, we 9 on the Richter Listen [KRS-One] I can't believe dude tryin to see me I spit the gospel like Bebe and Cece Huh, first time a hairdo wan' see me I get greasy, startin grinning like hee-hee-hee Then commence the firing Fire back big booms, you be like "What kind of iron is that?" {*BOOM*} There's no time to react You just the type of rapper I been dying to smack "I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that" But I told y'all before you're just wick-wick-wack! [Hook] [Buckshot] We got a lot to Gain, so I'ma make you Cheer Flows like water, bring the Tide up to here So crazy, my formula is 409 It's Fantastik, you can go online To get it A-L-L, that spells All I Shout P-U-S-S-Y, that spells y'all Look, BBI{?}, I set the trend And my voice caress your friend so I did it again They call me, Mr. Clean spreadin Joy on the scene It's a New Era that's fitted for your boy on the team Look, I'm a Comet, I bomb so toxic You could praise Febreze but that's {?} [Hook]