Do That There

Now who comes close gets crushed like clay pots With unlimited flows never stay in the same spot Everything in life's got a place to make right If you feel it in your heart reach out like Red Foxx Baby hop on board, you don't need your pay stubs In the galaxy bus we pullin out all stops From the bay to LA just like the grapevine Big shout to my man cut chemist and J5 All my women in the spot thats makin the place pop That branch from bass chocolate Asia good god Go in, state the obvious, legs and tank tops Y'all keep on truckin y'all doin a great job If I ain't on stage or on tape I'm playin cards In the burgundy coat, snake boots and black socks On the Barbary Coast playin host to ex wives With the bubbly flowin cuff links and fake rocks [Hook: repeat 2X] When I do that damn thing I do that damn thing I do that damn thing I do that there Now I am a warrior, faith healin soldier One day the ultimate general called me In to headquarters, gave me an order Son I bestow the gift of rap on ya Fight for the cause but don't be a martyr I'm your DJ on the steel wheel of fortune Gave me an audience laid before ya Show this performer ways to change culture Better believe that he did what he did Bless me with excellence with the pad and the pen Enemies thespians, I'm so real, ya'll pretend Pettiness not my thing, never haves never been So many MC's never passed the entry Level position I'm guessin eventually Y'all feel so empty disappear gently Like a whisper in the wind come messin with LB [Hook] Whoa . . . . . . . . . . . . Cut Chemist Whoa . . . . . . . . . .Bring it back now Well abracadrabra I saddled up a camel Traveled the Sahara and the avenues of Casablanca Ran into Aladdin and family snackin on an abba-zabba Cabbage patchin and practising the Macarena with who? Santana, Santa, a panda, my gramma, Dracula Aladdin and the Dalai Lama Beretta and a mannequin and then I slipped on a banana Landed on a hammock in Havana sippin on a can of apple Fanta Bit by a piranha when I swam to Atlantis On the back of a manta I paddled with a spatula Back to Atlanta where I had a hamburger with Hammer's manager Afterwards he handed me eleven limiteds for The Tropicana where I had a romantic encounter With Janet, Pamela, glamorous Selma and-a Calamity Jane Samantha, Vanity, Miss Japan, Canada And Bananarama in the back of an Acura [Hook]