1.Some-o-next Shit
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2.I'm The Man
Well real smooth connected to the deep end bass groove
I set the precedent for emcees to lose
More than a spelling b it's compelling me
To let the i come before the e except after c to the h
To the u to the double-b, we respect that name cause the rock
just g'd
All over the commercial hard like herschel
The verse will insult but don't take it personal
Everybody knows that i'm the man and
Always got a positive plan for the fans
First concerns as the world turns
To expose the racists like howard sterns
George burns, oh my god, takes a black comedian and he learns
Make more greens than ferns
Horticulture is not my main subject
The subject is microphone check one two
And you don't stop the royalty fees
The chubbster you know he's
'gonna get the night on fire...'
Anyway you put it when you see me you know that i'm the man
Hypothetically speaking who's speaking at the function
Well it's some genius who lives by the junction
He's coming from a harvard socialite luncheon
Yo -- i hear his jeep clunking
A jeep -- doesn't he make enough ends？
A genius like him should drive a benz
Well he believes clothes don't make the man or a car
And the man still makes five hundred grand
Every six months yo the kid is no dunce
And he doesn't drink and refuses to smoke blunts
Cause the black must clear the smoke and grab the throttle
And stop livin in a bottle
The constitution starts tearin
I hope you hear what gil scott was heron／hearin
The destruction of the pirates will calm the seas
The brilliant man you know he's
'gonna set the night on fire...'
Any female structure？ biologically i'm the man
3.Don't Drink The Milk
Intro：mc nasal (chubb rock)
Word up it's the nasal on the scene one mo' time!
With my man kirk gowdy on the mix
And my man funky owl in the mix
And my man frank nitti on the mix
While the chubbster in the mix, i'ma kick it like, thissssss
Check it out
Verse one： mc nasal (chubb rock)
Don't drink the milk cause it's spoiled form the racists
If you look up all the judicial cases
You see the niggaz yo, dead in the woodwork
Cause of these kkk jerks
And i'm vexed, real vexed, let me tell y'all
While i kick it from the cellular
Well i'm the nasal on the scene and fuck it
I hate cream in my coffee, so take your fuckin redneck off me
Concerning that mississippi, stop that fuckin burning
While i'm over here chillin, ready steady learning
Every racist summer, kill a large number
Of you son of bitch, who switch to archie bunker
Ignorant, accurate, coagulate, you imagine it
Hate the nigga boy, and stabbing it
All over, the odor makes you wish he was down with the force
So you can mess around like yoda
But no-no, and also, you knew so, the nigga grew so
Advances like caruso... robinson, jackie, smooth and jazzy has
he
Been respected, for the past three
Decades finds his baseball cards
Niggaz have them then discard, and i'm vexed
Should i flex my pecks on the set？
And watch those bill cosby niggaz just plex？
And his kids buy a white school kit, ana
And you know he talks, bullshit, ana
Throw your hands in the air
And look at that nappiness of your hair
And if you're proud of your peas, nigga say please
And niggaz out there say yeahhh!
＊crickets chirping＊
I guess there no niggaz out there
Here comes the chorus for the year
Because, the nasal... will eat shrimp and basil
Remaining head to toe on the foes
And he says he will
Flip on the brothers if they don't pump their fists and
Get busy, yell and scream like this
Chorus：
Don't drink the milk! (why？) it's spoiled
Don't drink the milk! (why？) it's spoiled
Don't drink the milk! (but why？) it's spoiled
(hey daddy tell him why) the milk is spoiled!!
Verse two： kirk gowdy
Every night (night), youth get tested (ested)
Mr. establishment himself is well rested (ested)
Miss sectretary, holds his message (message)
I would not make it selling drugs in texas (texas)
Which way would you look, or was you lookin？ (lookin)
Every day, a nigga life is being tooken (tooken)
Vietnam, synonym brooklyn (brooklyn)
If ain't a nigga, it's a pussy i'm juckin (juckin)
Alex haley, rasta roots soil (soil)
The beginning, and it's over (over)
It wouldn't make sense if things wasn't so tense (tense)
Snatching purses, jumpin over fence (fence)
It seems so negative (egative)
They even got you robbin your own relatives (relatives)
Daily adventure, extravaganza (ganza)
No time to watch an episode of casablanca
Bonanza, highway to heaven
Stray bullet, down goes a kid, who was eleven
Community sucks (sucks), no such unity
Kids die before they reach puberty stages (stages)
Look at the ages (ages), the parent wages (wages)
The reason was in school they never turned pages (pages)
You get vexed (vexed), and temperature boils
It must be the brat and not the milk that's spoiled (spoiled)
Chorus：
Don't drink the milk! (why？) it's spoiled
Don't drink the milk! (why？) it's spoiled
Don't drink the milk! (will you tell me why...) it's spoiled
(yo punk tell him why...) the milk is spoiled!!
Verse three： poke
Well i'm the spanky of the crew and i'll alfalfa you
And if you step to the poke i kick nothing but jokes
One of the masterz of the trak, stick it groovy
Man i got more fuckin juice than the movie
Lights cameras actions, i'm on a fuckin mission
Hissin, white boy fishin
Z-28, camaro, buick regal
The will of these automobiles don't appeal to
The better half, and don't interview my staff
For four hundred years you stole, sold my craft
Now my ignorant dome is hard boiled
I won't drink the motherfucking mic, i mean the milk
It's spoiled!!
4.The Hatred
Extremeties excite pulses and in turn different entities
Won't break bread or split the peas
But in the soup the mixture of several racial groups
Minority troops flavors the broth of wall street suits
Armani or maybe versace
Monetary gain can't stop the white house frolics
Judicial alcoholics
Cover up versions of death in the persian
Now a right angle equals eighty degrees
The haitians brought the aids disease -- negative
The scapegoat becomes a raging rhinoceros
Bush is steady watching us
How can we kill their asiatic crew
Ahh develop a harsh addictive brew
Flood their beighborhood and let their leaders debate it
Part one of the hatred
The sequel the birth of many uncle tom's
I myself i can't stay calm
I shake in bensonhurst rest in bedford-stuy
School in sheepshead bay, move to strong li
But my self inner-self breaks north
And like moses i'm judged by the cloth
Of my heritage who will bring forth the people
In all people there lies that certain evil
The enemy within spreads to the next of kin
A baby's no longer cute, here comes david duke
Bring a halt and with a wound sprinkle salt
To the black -- lock them in a st. ide's vault
Burp up the progress, the agony, the pain
Put down the brew have a brain
The freedom ice is thin and we're the first ones to shake
Then comes the real hate
Why should you hate me？ what have i done？
We all have eight fingers and two thumbs
To feel the oppression so every studio session
I try to kick a positive lesson
U.s. coverups are neat like tony randall
Brotherly love is melting like a candle
Humanity without human beings
They even said chubb was against koreans
I just wanted to state the facts
It seems that no one is against blacks
Uhh, what should we do？ should we run？
Uhh, if we run we'll succumb
They're mad so don't you know they're scared of the dark so
And the dark so rule the bank so
So you know that they're mad so
This style developed by shabba ranks so
And with that i wanna give thanks so
To the temperment of the strength of miss parks
But even now in the nineties we will spark and respark
The hatred
5.Lost In The Storm
I walk down the street, yo pick any one
I see a little ruffneck kid with a gun
I said, 'little homeboy what's up with the glock 19？'
He said a damn crack fiend just went and took his mama's life
And now the kid's over there smoking the pipe
I said, 'guilt will let him know what he did
And you don't need to go to jail, you're just a kid.
Give me the gun little g, just cool it down.
You've got a lot to live for you're college bound.'
And so he screams and cries, we start huggin
On the corner in ft. greene, we're buggin
Tears drip as we walk to the crib
And i'ma try to be there to comfort the kid
I woke up it's a brand new day
Little man blew himself away
And i'm scorned, an emotional thorn
And i'm lost in the storm
Well back in the hood, understood, i mean understand
The conspiracy upon the first man
Death to the klan pump the fists that's connected
To the elbow joined by cartilage to the dark hand
And the plan to conserve this confused violent land
Different races, faces share the same spaces
Sewed by arrogant laces
Taste t his peace is real sweet
Extra reasoning seasoning to the weak
Will be done before the sun starts to nova
Or we'll be over
Reveal the passion button now hit it
Cause no one is born a bigot
Delete what you have engraved in your mind
And throw up the peace sign
And maybe be reborn or be lost in the storm
Well it's ninety-two we will make it to ninety-three
With no p-e, a-c-e
It won't happen so stop your damn finger tappin
Find the music of peace and start rappin
The answer lies in your hearts then your minds
And maybe then we can save human kind
Put away the guns and have fun was a strong motto in ninety-one
But a woodstock ninety-two the many join the few to delete the
racist crew
Without death cause that will be illogical
Peace will cover every newspaper article
So now then, where do we start
Everybody knows they have to play a part
Open your minds and clear your minds
And throw up the peace signs
Cause to scorn, be reborn, everybody let's be reborn
Or be lost in the storm
6.Which Way Is Up
Which way is up in fact where am i
I think i made a little dough and they say i'm fly
But am i？ am i？ 'yeah'
I'm i'm so fly why do i wear this gear
Clothes don't make the man it's the other way around
I live by this and i'm still platinum bound
Mistakes were definitely made in the past
Friendship contracts thrown in the trash
The guilt is not enough to tilt the game
Perseverance preserves the grame
Of an unusual talent with gallant views
Mimicked by other crews
The first attempt gets exempty
The royalty about 38 minus 8 and a quarter percent
For taxes point seven damn cents
Hence financial failure -- musical uplift
The depression didn't result in draw of a spliff
The production of the lp great by the hands of ht
Well appreciated g
Family bonds loosen then gone
Emotional debris contains memories tranquil and calm
Future seems to predict the forbes state of being rich
But never switch rich
But which way is up
The webstorial monarch sparks once more
The beginning of a world wide tour
My show is fine, no props like last time
No visual effects on the rough set
Debuting hey portrait hard work
Fame ain't about chasing a damn skirt
And if i chase a skirt it'll be my own
And if not let me cast the first stone
The blood puddles paramedics on the double
Production huddles journalists write rebuttals
The question is he the best is he
Can't get an interview because he's too busy
No spotlight only concentrating on the duckets
Duckets to fill pails and buckets
The chubbster, the one, the man who is flowing
If i get flam and change the pitch like ryan nolan
The undiscovered country is where i am going
Test and you get cancer of the colon
After the karm and the physical trauma
You wanna be my man and act like drama
Save that yang and mix it with tang
For your mama and don't ssstammmer
On the mic -- the mic can delete the squids
And the squids tell financial fibs
But it is ok hey still on the same path
Won't ever switch -- never switch cause rich
7.Black Trek Iv - The Voyage Home
Intro／chorus：
Ninety-two! the rebel comes back
I wanna go home, so won't you please go home
I wanna go home, so won't you go home
I wanna go home, so won't you please go home
I wanna go home, so nigga go home
Verse one：
Yo, it's burning in paris, demaris, the madness, i've had this
The sadness, even gladys, lost her pips
It means it's time to make a trip to johannesburg
I don't care -- what the word is about
Cause my history has to spout
From all over the land while i eat some trout
Cause america, my motherland ain't hearing ya
If i can catch her, thatcher damn i'll use my derringer
Political polls calls for death tolls, bullet holes
Wolves in the fold
The sum can't be greater than the whole
But many have died -- died while they cried
Pearl harbord ninety-two, that's the idea
I mean port natal it's right there
The revolution won't be televised this time
The schematics draw from the mind
Besides physical we need mental fighters
For the destruction of the vipers
The coffee without the sugar and the cream is too strong
And we're back where we belong
Chorus
Verse two：
The winners, legends or beginners
Get on the scene and then they turn into sinners
Yes they say they're a born again christian
Read a bible but they're really on a mission
That's hostile so sing your gospel
Check the region of the first man fossil
Plain truth embedded in hieroglyphics
The specifics of american civics get real sticky
Rap has put it back on track
With hard core conscious rap
But magazine fiends aim for the gut
What should i do？ keep my mouth shut？
Hell no! the editor scandal predator
Hip-hop predator racist pig etcetera
Political henchmen why you never mention
Is it because you're trying to save your pension？
A lot of power and strength locked away in prison
Yeah yellow journalism cause we delete love
And push the word in our songs
And we're back where we belong
Chorus
Verse three：
We need some kind of power, some kind of skill
Keep one fb-i／eye open cause you know they wanna kill us
Cause we're dangerous to their plan
We rule the whole damn land
Basketball, baseball, music, tv, movies, even art
But they're smart
Somehow makes us fight among ourselves
Place pictures of our prophets upon their shelves
They kill this, kill that one, paid us to kill him
Such a bright future now looks dim
But the empire will strike back with much more than a rap
How're you gonna react
I once said burn the plueprints on the counterattack to redeem
Causer racial peace is our dream
But it's a dream we have that won't come true
We've been talking peace for a few
Black is not, it never left
I don't need no beads placed around my chest
To be considered a black man
A picture of malcolm is not on my wall
He's in my heart, that's smart
And then there's uncle toms that's partial
And kids that don't know thurgood marshall
Grab gold of reality g real strong
We're going back to where we belong
Chorus
8.Yabadabadoo
Verse one：red hot lover lover tone
Diggedy da-di-la-di-da-di, baby there's a party
But you can't have a party without a large bacardu
You got to keep the hottie moving like a maserati
A hundred million women wanna tone up their body
And i can never pass up a chance to romance them
Don't call me soft just because i'm handsome
So money take a tip if you flip and you slip
You'll be using all your teeth for poker chips
So wiggedy word wiggedy word i don't smoke the herb
And if my hottie smokes the shit i'll kick her to the curb
Every morning breakfast in bed is served
Cause on women i haev an affect like a quadra verb
So can i whip yes what yes like buddha sess yes
Shot em all dead when they try to test
So keep me in like flynn this year i'm gonna win
If my balls are on your chin then you got the d.i.y.m.
So can i get a shout
Peace to chubb rock, trakmasters, the gigalos and i'm out
Yabadabadoo
Verse two： chubb rock
Wow look at the size of his chest
Never the less i jump upon et list and then phone my home
Before the little kitten throws a stone
The holder of the rock, one two and ya don't stop
Rhythm to the dism while the ism forms a prism
Suck the dism stand like a chisolm dimension prison and is he
The one, the one, he says he's the one, the only one
Take the two subtract the one and uh-hhuh
He's handsome ya see, big strong and sturdy
Watch the birdy i'm nerdy on the iq set
Caught nuff wreck
The grim reapear what said charlier brown's damn teacher
Wa wah wah wa wa wah, damn
I cram to understand the plan ma'am
I mean i've been hitting the books for a long time now
Real long time now, look at the furrowed brow
Drink slim faster, delete the chow
For a strong sequel word up to the people
The people; you mean power to them
While eastwood clint plays misty for the buddha
He's buzzing, cummin at cha
And you know we had to watcha, time for some lyrics
While i kick it and you hear it
Even helen keller word up can hear it
From the rustler lyrical hustler
The fat lady sand i crusher her, word up the chubbster
Yabadabadoo
Verse three： rob swinga
Rob swinga loves jazz so i'ma swing this like a cool cat
Down with a.t.e.e.m., trakmasterz got a dope rap
Humongous vocals; i'm quick to flick a jab
I'm not michael jackson or the chubbs but i'm bad
Chew up a sucker like a stick of gum
And then i spit out the bum once the flavor's done
I'm nifty powerful like an m-60
And i'll pop your girl like jiffy popped dippy
Well i swing a lyric like a swinga would
And i swing a hoe in bed like a swinga should
When it comes to getting hoes i'm rated quadruple x
Just like dr. ruth my mind is strictly on the sex
And style or position is my selection
But i won't play without my contraception
Like ramsey's or trojan's oh yes that's chill
If worse comes to worse then i use no frills
So check it check it check it check it check it one two
Yabadabadoo
9.So Much Things To Say
Yeah '91 did alright thanks to the man upstairs
Impressed all the peers
Now in '92 i find a brand new crew
That's real raw and go back on four
With the one to make gigantic funds
On the stage not with water guns
Oh i shouldn't say that, did they play that
There's a grudge the budget did pay that
Oh i did that's a fib close that lid
And you look at all the things in my crib
Not you or him but all, you want to end this shit make a call
I'm a man so you mice become men
Let's squash this shit and maybe then
We can say we're friends, to forget that
You niggaz are weak and cheap like a triple fat
Check your sound and roundin no poundin
I'm johnny weismuller watching you drown and
Like lotto, orugh is the motto, ricky ricardo
Taxi has elaine nardo
Everyone has a title and they're idle
This recital refrains from the bible
Oh the titans are the tions tie ins
Cry in the hanky franky where's the fly ins
Or sample, example gold on the mantle
And no lyrics stand still
Friends trade em, rate em, never hate them
Or pay them and you can quote them verbatim
Yes the chubbster, hustler or the rustler
Man with the planb i crush and you're just an imitator
Faker, five me a break, a taker
See you laer with a litigator
I'm from ja ma ica
Not from warner, sony or rca
We need a label based and run in mecca
For the time i'm here stuck on elektra
So i flex, plex and then i jet and now i'm vexed
Cause haven't seen my check
Portrait of a madman debuts today
With so much things to say
10.The Funky
Nuff respect's due to the funky crew ribbit
Bitch burned me with some next shit
I realize ya straight up fucking someone new
And all those rumors are so true
That you been fucking the whole damn crew
Ya little ribbit
I am the all around totally extraterrestrial entertaining
motherfucker
Let me tell you bitch you burned me with the motherfucker
I was walking through the park one day
In the merry merry month of may
And i buck up to this squaw that gave me the funky
And let me tell you 'bout this pussy, ha ha
She burned me hard and stiff
Yes me hard and stiff chubbs, tell them chubbs tell them
Ribbit ribbit
Well off we go to the show and flow to the venue
This little hot bitch was on the menu
Dance to the tune they said the hoe was a boom
But i'm married, my ass got carried to the room
But delph, in layman's language for self
And i'm in love -- in love with my health
So honey phone while i click the nick nolte
And down a can of beer and watch cape fear yeah
Watch deniro my hero fry like a clown
It's all for one i hope you have some
Slown down as the puss from the hot itchy burning little stunt
I bet on is what you really want
Cause by the cheek smile, eyes that are hazel
You know who's really vex -- my man nasal
The nigga who ate the sauteed shrimp and basil
Bitch stay still i'm not over with you yet
My man got burnt now it's time to fret
Airport bathroom i wasn't too far to hear my man go
Oohhh
Burning -- yes he's yearning call his folks
911 is a joke -- i can't see through the smoke
Lyrical monkey son he's stunnin g
Cause you got the funky
11.3 Men At Chung King
Check it out...
Verse one：red hot lover lover tone
The pen hits the paper, ink spills and fills, the lines
With lyrics that thrills like my dillz
Take it on the grilled cheese tour, then i drop it
Don't care about the niggaz cause the girls are gonna jock it
Take her to my hotel, no speaking, just freaking
Leave my door open so the niggaz can come peak in
Rip the nappy dug out niggaz bug out with the hopes
They can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin notes
Here comes my kid, here comes my kid (ahhhhh)
But i caught him in the rubber lid, huh
Chitty chitty bang bang, gotta go gotta go
The hoe is in a coma so i tippy tippy toe
Walkin in the dark (tripped) slipped on my shoe
Damn, more fornication
Puba take the mic cuz i'm here for the duration
Verse two： grand puba
Before i get this wreck i usually start with a 40
But forties are no more cuz now i'm drinkin 64's
Call on grand puba, chubb rock if you want it done
Hon spread the 411 as if her name was kaity chung
Into devil bashing, always stay in fashion
Love maxing and relaxing, hittin skins with a passion
As a shorty i kept some dice i banked on seven or eleven
Cuz my pops had it hard similar to james evans
Now shit flipped, i'm on the hip-hop
To the beat you don't stop, rock on!
I kick the new type of lingo, hit the spot that'll tingle
Make the girls wanna jingle, so they run and get the single
My simple task is to make you shake that ass
On the quick fast, and to make it last
It's just three men at chung king getting busy
We've come a long way since kunta kintizzy
And you don't stop, rock on
Chubb rock flip the script cuz i'm gone
Verse three： chubb rock
Yippi-yi-yeah, stay, hooray, yo, hurrah
I jumped up upon the mic with the chubbster, tone, plus the
pu-ba
Intricately go far
Chillin in the mansion, nuff fashion (ahhh)
Relax, and dig into the track and react
I want a martin luther riff cuz i don't like to pack my iron
Watchin kids on the corner buyin, gettin zooted then lyin
Test and i commence, to firing
One two three shots and then i tune the black watch
Reclean my cylinder and then i grab my crotch
And squeeze, the testes and then i grab my wood and cup it
Oh there goes the nut i just busted
Get myself together, cuz i'm the man
I knew it, i wanted to do a duet with the grand
Mystic ruler took the 40 out of the cooler
Now we're rippin the track, we shoulda did one sooner
And then we roll up on the groove field assist the team
And now i'm straighter than 9：15
Get a little dough for this three man skit
I'll end the jam with a curse
Uhh, umm fuck？
Or is it damn？ or what？
Shit. and slide out of the vocal booth and get a dollar chung
king soda
Grand puba, tone, plus now we're over and we're out
12.I Need Some Blow
Just like on a.t.e.e.m, i'm an addict, i'm an adict
Back at the crib i just cause nothing but static
I think my mama-san is pissed and vexed cause she's had it
Snooped and found my stash in the attic
Not tickled pink she threw my my shit in the sink
My gut is rumbling now i have to think
My sister's jewelry, take it, no more jingling
On the crazy down low take my mom's wedding ring
And float on to the shop called the pawn
And he gives me two yards and my disregard to nothing
The antonym of a hero
I used to be the one now i'm less than zero
But i can feel like a million real fast
Put my lips on the god damn glass
And make a little snow using the snowman
I can't help it i need some blow man
I used to get a's across the board now it's down to h's
And the h's stand for hatred
Kicked a lot of bogusness, conned out of rehab
It was easy -- my man worked at the lab
So i jetted like the concord but i made a crash landing
Got back on the glass cause life is demanding
First thing to do now is to get a little pistol
I like to smoke blow but i don't like eating gristle
So the hoody comes on while i'm hiding in the corner
Just run ya doe or your mom will be a mourner
The blow make me actlike i don't know
And my ego and my moral go into escrow
The kid that i robbed the other day was my bro
Face covered by the hoody yo should he
Care about his worthless bro -- the answer no
I can't help it i gotta get some blow
My mom was sponsoring a child from zimbabwe
Whem i'm on the pipe man i have to get my way
Donating about twenty dollars a week
80 dollars a month for that i get a blunt
Everyday i puff several trees
What do i care if he eats every other day
What am i saying, i can't believe i'm a junkie
I can't believe it yo frank nitty punch me
Suicide is too good, i need something harder
Maybe go cold turkey, that'll hurt me
Sweat drips on my back i react with a shiver
Eye flutters while my mom closes her shutters
She doesn't believe that i'm trying -- my body dying
She thinks i found a new way of lying
While i revolve the revolver, my mom hears the tune
I'm sorry mom ＊boom＊
13.I'm Too Much
I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming
I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming
Because i came around the town
And everybody knows my sound is profound
And i'm worth every pound
The fourth lp and consumers don't sweat or fret
Just go purchase the cassette
The album comes on wax and on cd
And hits hard from ft. greene to chelsea
Walk through the color purple, then through the black rain
Always succeed cause i always use my brain
Married my one and only fly cutie
And always keep my same booking agent rudy
My pal partner sal and my main man al b. sure!
I'm sure the friendship is secure
Your advice about the miec is always in me
And b sure! peace to little quincy
And the miss give a kiss and insist the miss pump her fist
And catch the gist of this ＊singing＊
I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. fun
I'm mr. smooth rapper... i'm mr. number one
Friends call me the chubbster, any mic that i touch
Seems to melt in my clutch... i'm too much
Because i take a snake and shake and bake the flake
Until i say for goodness drake
Don't make no more damn mistakes
And then i dunk a skunk, hunk, a punk who drunk some junk
And sunk into the soup of life mixed with conch
But i don't know what to do or what to say to him
If he wants to h it me, let him destroy his kidney
I don't care, no te ars for fears, give the kid another beer
Let him lose another year
How can you do that, he knew that brew that, pursue that
Walk down the street i'll just say 'who dat？'
Walk the other way, looking at him makes me say
Had a good complexion, now he looks gray
I can't leave him alone because i'm civilized
I don't want him drinking no more st. ide's
So my man, i got the plan
You see the cyst growing on your wrist
Connected to your fist, feel the gist of this
And while you feel the gist of t his
Go to the party and pump ya fist because ＊singing＊
I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. care
I'm mr. good rapper... i'm mr. brand new year
Friends call me the chubbster, any person i touch
Seems to change in my clutch... i'm too much
14.My Brother
What you're trying to tell me g
If i walk down to the corner and shop i'm a goner
A bodega is a no-no so where should i get my grub
Without you idiots trying to rub -- me out
Cause i'm the victim on your main route
You take me out and you might get some clout
Anger is driving around in a red wrangler
Looking for all you black stranglers
To squeeze your reasoning try to find the answer
You try to rob you'll get a jolly rancher
For ya dragon, brotherly strength and gaggin
Put away the gun son, run
For cover, seek sanctuary with your mother
Ahh my brother
My brother four times
Take the time to check the clock and don't smother
Other being when both are already fleeing
From the same oppression, the lesson
Here has been ignored for many years and years
Fears has created many hostile years
Hoover sustained the first hate maneuver
Jiggaboo and now i have to also be afraid of you
Think like brown or franklin and be thanking
The one you pray to, they're after you too
Don't try to switch, they're not after no other
But us my brother
Mississippit burning gets my stomach churning and yearning
I d on't care how much we're earning
Each year we dissipate in the air yeah
Change our line of thought put away the damn quart
Of brew the intoxicated crew knew
We couldn't come hither if we're destroying our liver
So what should we do earn our little pittance
And act real ignorant just like the buttmins
Put away our t hings and sing a different sound
Come home and you might get beat down
Down down down you won't touch no other
Why not no other, my brother
15.I Don't Want To Be Lonely
My better half steps, the door closes
Hence the realistic war of roses
With history every war had an ending
With casualtoes, but half of these
Men, the battle was an ego thing
After i kick this rhyme eric will sing
The true statement that lies here
Every day every month that's in a year
Has to be spent making this work
Sometimes i know that i act like a jerk
I have no experiences, i never felt this way
You misconstrue what i display
Love, honestry and trust is a must
Communication wrapped in lust
But being that i can't sing but the words are by me
I got a little help -- eric sing it g
Passion easily mistaken for compassion
I know why you wanted to jet
No respect
I guess in that department i had a low rating
I remember in front of crossland savings
We said the magic words, i looked in your eyes
Blood percolates, hearts yells cries
For us to come together for better and for worse
I don't even know how to end this verse
Utopia, you're wishing and i'm hoping
We can keep on dancing to michael bolton
When a man loves a woman just like i do
Our joining will make little love struck crew
Love, honesty, trust is a must
Communication wrapped in lust
But being that i can't sing and the words are by me
I got a little help, eric sing it g
16.I Gotta Get Mine Yo
Because i really don't know if i really deserve this
I tried real hard this year took many risks
And so i feel i'm the lucky one so money son
Hasn't diluted the fun
Cause breaking it down until it's broke is no joke
I'ma continute to fracture the groove until i croak
Lyrics flow from the soul, the heart plays a part
Delivered like a dart
Stick to the wax, engraev in the lines
Music awards given to the rhymes
The chubbster returns for the year ninety-two
Never doubt the clout, the stout
Figure of the person, your brains cells start bursting
When you're alone i know you start cursing
What is that makes him unusual
The rhyme
But yo, i gotta get mine yo
I gotta get mine yo
I propel lyrics like this
And then i attempt to get you to pump your fist
In the air yeah prepare to glare at the big chair
And the album isn't near a million
But several million cildren start clapping
Look at me like patton
Am i in charge of entertainment
You can hear it pin the tail on the lyric
And then the fan base over there cheers it
Real loud, piercing the ear, can you bear it
But i'll go up and drop a rhyme yo, one time
Say ho bro and yo
I gotta get mine
Well it seems i ripped the show by the seams
Just like the several scenes in my dream
Came on top made a knot so the rock
Just got three number one billboard spots
So what should i do next for denerata
Chubb goes in the theater
Well it might but rapping on the mic comes first
And on tv they don't let you rap your verse
So come this summer if you see me on a tour
It won't be the same crew that you've seen before
But the crew in a different form will be back
Kicking buck wild sytle all smiles
I'll come again with a positive conscious rhyme
Cause bro yo, i gotta get mine yo
17.A Message To The B.a.n.
1991 grilled cgeese goes on it's way to different cities
Rocking for the kiddies
To do shows for rows, no foes, dough in escrow
All the money went to goddamned joe
For cleaning the bus, we cussed, caps were bust
On us, joe should have adjust to the goddamn musk
We were the christmas and joe damn was merry
And kids had nothing but jokes just like perry
Every night at the show was a good night
Hot dog and ev in the morning had a food fight
Chicken all over, rice, ham, beverage, pastrami
Yo it was comedy -- the b.a.n.
Back on the bust take the musk to the next city
And snoring by frank nitty
I'ma tell you i was about to be outtie
Lucky for me that homeboy kirk gowdy
Brought his tapes so flexed cause we were vexed
And seeked salvation in derek x
So thank you thank you and alladat
Played the hell out of the nubians -- the shit was fat
So now we're in lafayette, louisiana
Bought a three eighty from some little dan tana
Ripped the show got the dough and gained some fans
The grill dusty message to the b.a.n.
On the whole tour rob was a fiend
He had the ugliest girl i've ever seen
He was with her the whole time after the show
He turned the light on -- me and jojo said yoooooo!
What is that？
Rob you're bugging g damn her grill is wack
Your grill ain't alladat but you can do better
My man even had phone calls and sent her letters
In at the denny's on the corner no one seen us
On pokey's burger -- everything on it -- even penis
But kirk pone went and told the man
1991 grilled cheese tour -- a message to the b.a.n.
18.Enter The Dragon
Enter the sensei, praise while i pose in the stance
Dance or some bust ass advance so to enhance
Your appreciation for one creation
That god didn't make a mistake to make
Flake if you wanna, gonna, hauna, trama, go tell ya mama
And your honor my actions don't believe the drama
During the chorus found chuck norris and so then yo chucky
You had juice you fought bruce and now you wanna duck me
And hug me damn vanilla chutney
You wanna shut me down like chuck d
And i will kill, act ill, thrill with skill, bill
And then i ass whip and i then skip
To the loo n wax you and your crew and
Give a liter to some damn pupil booin
Like uhh yo, you, sensei rock
Act like you know a judo a chop chop chop
You know i walk down the streets of the soho in tokyo
On my arm no yoko ono so yo
I don't know the vibes or the lives at the rice with chives
After the rice with chives is giving me hives
I don't know what to say about the place
I mean everybody here has a smile on their face
So i'm rolling with the scenery and glad i came
If i see some o ill shit like black rain i'm o-u-t
Three strikes and take some sony kid off his bike
And be ghost and step hard like a dyke
Yeeeeesssss bruce lee was the best
But the kid also drank more wine than they did on falcon crust
But no juice or blunt or stunt or brew
Or tres or hate or friends or crews
Will never stop chubbs and draw four uno
Act like you know a judo a chop chop chop
Why did you leave the palace when i told you not to
And now i have to put on the gee and chop you
Into pieces not reese's i hope no one yo see this
Cause your whipping will be the topic of my thesis
John saxon please bow to the captain
Before you're waxing ignore all the clapping
That you're hearing, cause you half stepped on preparing
Your style, so be gone with the smile, i'll
Listen to your lest request, the s off your chest went west
And know yo test the last cess
That you're gonna get ya mess
Puff the blunt then begin to fret
You use the crane and i think i will start with the tiger
To extract all the blood and saliva
And puncture your structure with the art of the sumo
Bow and act like you know, a judo, a chop chop chop
19.The Arrival
The birth 1986 brooklyn usa -- just signed the contracts today
Happy but later on came dismay -- yo, where is my pay
Just wrote the lyrics to dj innovator
We throw the record out now and then you pay later
Ok naive me -- the first plot for the rock
Billboard spot achieved without a bullet so what now
I wanna stimulate the crowd but how？
Should i just sample james brown
And then i'll just have the same sound
I did it anyway and yo it came off
The beat was abrupt word caught up
Part 2 only a chosen few knew
That it was hot so chubb rock was on his way
To express his many views
What record comes next do you haev a clue
The brain waves steady on impulse power
A song it never took an hour
You make an ass out of you and me if you assume
The popeye tune didn't boom didn't create a hip-hop recital
The focal point for the first arrival
Yes like in yes y'all land
Chubb rock don't you hear success calling
So i pick up the phone then answer
Make it uptempo for the dancers
Floors exploding, club heads voguing
Journalists looking at the billboard slogan
Number one rap records of the year 'treat 'em'
From jack the rapper to the south of medem
Reign on the charts like a thunderstorm
Verbal lightning cause i sound exciting
Minstrel shows never ever done 'em
Find the uncle tom who did it, gun 'em then we sun 'em
Play a cannonball and like hannibal lect it
Silence up the lambs cause they're screaming like some next shit
Flow like the nile, i'll smile at the file pile
Dial for the sure best guess test west, kyle
Scandal and controversy
I'll throw joan in the river if she hurts me
Sasparillar diller phyllis, bill us or kill us, willis bruce
Die hard this album is the damn proof
Coming stronger and stronger hard like long donga silver
For crews who will pilfer
The big man, the biggest of the large man clan
Ku klux that's for red neck fucks
I'm sorry cause i'm not about profanity
But racism let's me lose my sanity
It's a sin it's a sin that's born within
I know it's wack they're trying to kill the black
So every single and album i hit the problem
And all the copyright thieves i got 'em
Respect the chubbster it's written in the bible word up
And credit the arrival
20.See You In October
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