One 2 the Head

"You're on the air" "Positive and L.G." "That's that you know that really sounds That that sounds uhh provacative" [Positive K] Jump jump Jump Jump JUMP JUMP JUMP! JUMP! Jump up and down and yo get excited (uh, yeah) Positive K, L.G. reunited (step up) Got a Phillie blunt, now don't ya dare light it (uh, c'mon) This is my rhyme and I'm gonna recite it First up to bat, Pos K the party wrecker Got more moves than an effin game of checkers Askin if I'm nice with mine, don't say sorta I can sell an Eskimo a glass of cold water It ain't no doubt you get knocked in ya mouth Be the eighth MC, that Rakim didn't talk about All types of Positive, that's what the girls say Grown damn man, got no time for child's play Scoop your daughter, be scared you oughta I'm so bad, that I can rob a drip of water I'm a new breed far from a young seed Like a Boy Scout daily do my good deed The rhyme was speed but like a turtle be movin I'm slow and funky in other words - I be groovin! Cause I'm the master, quenchin your thirst just like a Shasta Because he wanna - no, say because he HAS ta I satisfy, get 'em high just like a spanish fly Once and for all, let me tell you who the eff am I Cause I'm the man, from here to Afghanistan Cambodia, even Iran But I never ran, and matter of fact I never tried it In a contest me fess, man you just the next man, got it? Good, he didn't know I coulda woulda shoulda meant And if he coulda, I think I he woulda shoulda went If I didn't tell ya, then how would you know? Positive K's not your ordinary Joe I slay the dragon and freak the evil king; Scoop the princess, put her under my wing Make her sing a song sayin, "What a relief it is" If that ain't flavor - pssh - what is? {*"In comes the one"*} One to the head y'all {*"In comes the one"*} One to the head y'all {*"In comes the one"*} Uhh one to the head y'all yeah c'mon {*"In comes the one"*} Uhh one to the head y'all {*"In comes the one"*} Uhh one to the head y'all {*"In comes the one"*} One to the head y'all {*"In comes the one"*} One to the head y'all {*"In comes the one, the one"*} Ladies look at me as a man of leisure Cause I can do the things that can definitely please her Brothers like to scramble, hustle, gamble Women take the skin when I got a hell of a handle A chip off the block cause my daddy was a player Other words, hon, that means you don't have a prayer I gots the gift of tongue, the thing's from a cobra; If I kick it to ya baby, it's all over Been around the world and my style nobody's fazin' it Cause I'm sweet, sweeter than a Raisinette But on the other hand I'm hotter than Tabasco You rhyme first and I'll be the last to go I might win, lose or even draw But it ain't nuttin that I ain't never seen before The only thing is yo, I never lost it All I did was reinforce it Now I'm sturdy, sturdy as a girder Versatile with capabilities of murder Protectin my honor as if I was a samurai "Oh my back!" is the sounds when I slam a guy I'm not above comedy and playin That's just my simple way, of sayin Uhh, a-like that y'all one to the head Uhh, like that y'all one to the head Uhh, like that y'all one to the head yup A-like that y'all one to the head y'all Uh like that, uh like that Uh to the head y'all one to the head y'all A-like that y'all, one to the head y'all A-like that y'all I'm gonna drop this rhyme! (3x) I hope it does skyrocket If it does I'll be paid in my pockets With fly things like Rolex watches and Fur minks and diamond links You see I got over the hump, bumped a lot of chumps Just like the mumps my pockets got lumps On the contrary, as a kid I was seein every Santa Claus didn't bring me things I wanted him to carry Like a, mansion and yacht, a big fat knot A girl with a Benz who love me a lot Nevertheless there's things about me that you probably would never know Datin back, to when I was just an embryo But that's a theory matter of fact a hypothesis Coming from the abdomen directly to the esophagus Protect myself against mishaps and tragedies Against backstabbers, faggot MC's I didn't leave So welcome me back, as if I'm Kotter For starters I'm gettin more points than the Harlem Globetrotters Not flexin or vexin, I'm a man who's modest And when I speak, I just likes to be honest Some say how I got famous this quick: Cause I'm original like Kentucky Fried Chicken and the biscuit Loop your beats and save it on the diskette For girls in the mini-skirts and the fishnets High heel pumps and their hair all done up I see 'em like that, I can't help but run up Kick the gab and throw 'em in the limo Take 'em to the crib just to make a little demo Uhh, one to the head, one to the head One to the head, one to the head One to the head, one to the head One to the head, one to the head y'all