Check it Out Ch'all

That shit hittin.. Ah yes yes y'all (naw naw man, naw man that ain't it, that ain't it) (do that other shit, that other shit) [Paris] Check it out ch'all, here we go again another one From the man on the run I recollect and take a stand P-Dog, kickin over breaks that make ya wanna move It's like that when the black cat get in tune And now you bustin smiles when styles I rip So many of 'em you'll discover most speakers are split It's kinda like a little lesson in stressin the facts And still be kickin so know where you at, black Listen up to the groove of the cut Feel the funk when the bass hump, tryin to get a niggy nut And feel it hittin when the speakers jigglin like Jello With just enough of that good funky shit to keep it mellow Never fadin or stayin on course The only sellin out I'm doin is sellin out tours Somethin for your ear, comin loud and clear It's the voice you FEAR, if your shit ain't REAL Keep it comin one time for your mind on the mic It's the panther, kickin over breaks you dance to And doin devils dirty lickin lyrics to break beats I'm buildin so the children always know where they at, G Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out Check it out ch'all, here I come again with verse two With the knowledge of myself I got another one from me to you (?) tracks movin smoother than machinery It's plain to see I'm fin' to be another brother catchin heat I take a stand cause America ain't shit to me And bringin knowledge of the way it is supposed to be And knock you devils out the box like a mule kick Comin up with the shit the tricky skunks can't FUCK with Rap is rhythm and poetry I thought you knew it; but who would have Ever thought that we would use it the way we be usin it? Spittin facts to my peers and your fear is showin Cause now the black is knowin things you thought we shouldn't know and Gettin ready for a power move Yes yes y'all, ready for the motherfuckin show and prove So pack a lunch when the bunch roll, cause we're goin For the gold but I never sold my soul for it Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out ch'all Check it out ch'all, check it out Now - whose freedom of speech if I can't reach each There's no support when you're black and you're goin for yours Yeah, that's alright As long as niggas killin niggas makin money is NUTTIN for whites That's the way they wanna play and now I know they fear it Where the hell was little Ollie all them other years? Blacks was dyin in the movies and in other records I see the racist motherfucker never said nuttin But that's the way it is when I run it I make the funky tracks to keep my people up on it Well known and prone to break a bone let's get it on I'm showin you the facts on wax 'til your mind has grown; Huh, and still sayin what I wanna say I won't slip still sayin what I wanna say I won't slip still sayin what I wanna say I'm P-Dog and I'm always gonna make it plain Huh, so check it out ch'all, check it out Check it out ch'all, check check check it out Check it out ch'all, check check check it out Check it out ch'all, check check check it out (Motherfuckin RIGHT!)