Swing It To The Area (Side Show Bob Recreation)

[Haas G] Start the tempo down slow Now the vibrations penetrate We track a rhyme coinciding at the rate of maybe Ninety-six, or ninety-seven [Kool Kim] But anyway… [Haas G] Écouté! [Kool Kim] Excusez-moi! But anyway… [Haas G] Écouté! [Kool Kim] Pardon! [Verse 1: Haas G] All hail the UMCS Like you did it last time in the past Here comes an even greater chapter Of my heartfelt expressive Tune called rapping It’s the Fruits of Nature That inspires all the clapping Low supplies will leave us slapping Out cold each invader I’m not Krusty the Clown No I never played the Background Like the babbling buffoon Sideshow Bob Though I’m indebted to the job of Breaking new ground That’s what the UMC’s did Hooked a fly beat And pumped a jam with the kids Now give it all up you envious We’re moving on up like Three men it’s a damn shame You can’t give credits when you’re new For the misinformed will be misleaded By the mis-interpretating members of the crew The U MCs is not gonna have it this time There’s nothing abstract about the picture in this rhyme Haas G is not the leader of a posse But I’m the unifying member of a clique Now you know The man is at hand I got the power of Soul Unifying many once I flip The Bold, the Black, the Beautiful Come one come all if any So I could rip you many Good and plenty But we all know That’s not my outgoing character Yet it’s the element of flow Needed to damage The persistent one You’ll get twisted son Don’t try to flex anymore Because I’m stressed Ready to roar Like scream on ya Blue cheese I warned ya Now I have to shake ya like a quake from California So, um open eyes and uh, get set for this I’m about to catch wreckin’ it’s [Haas G and Kool Kim] The Undisputed Masters of Charisma [Haas G] No lolligag Looney Tunes And One to Grow On’s what I’m giving so There ya have it, it’s a UMC thing Causing much effect Now a day for we swing It from the east with RNS It from the east with Kool Craig It from the east with Kool Kwaas G It from the east with Prophet MC [Verse 2: Kool Kim] Setting up my lyric flow to let the cuties know That you could trust that I could bust or bust a foe In my ratio Bam Boom Bam I tell ‘em scram Kool and Me’s the man The rhythm it might go Psycho or Son of Sam I am what I am and that’s all that I am, man I back up mad honeys like jam jam and jam jam I got some controversy over my first CD Because I took a verse from Heavy D It ain’t first G Mercy mercy Dry Emcees make me thirsty Took the measure of your pleasure at your best You couldn’t worst me When I say Blue Cheese, please I was professing The record not the wick whack jack not salad dressing, check it You call my rap happy rap? Ya get a slap for that You wanna flow? No, why? Because your style is whack! Go accapella fella prove to me you aren’t yella All bark, no bite that’s what I’m trying to tell ya! That’s why I ramble on the mike To let you brothers know Kool Kim’s the master of the rhyme I flip the freestyle flow You wanna diss, come on and diss I got enough to go Around your whole damn crew A rapping dynamo Hocus Pocus Watch as I put things in focus Fun is one thing But don’t you ever think you’ll choke us I got a half-fro didn’t want an Afro Only let half grow, the other half had to go so Say say say what you choose But up against the Kool and Me You Emcees are most certainly bound to lose when I Swing it