Monster Crack. . 1986 return of the horror flicks. More deadly than, 'The Omen', a killer and a showman. Like the devil in 'The Exorcist'. But this flick can 'cause a heart attack.
Little Jon is on the streets, late night on the ave. Lookin' at the pretty girls and the things he'd love to have. Street life heroes don't mean zero but that's not what he sees.
So tell me, how do you feel about Jack the Ripper'?. Get him!. . Want me to get him? Well I got him. My mouth is an Uzi and I shot him. With the hundreds of rhymes and rhythm designed.
I'm not goin', I'm gone. Up up up and away and I'm on. A higher plane with a brain, with a flame. Feel the fire desire the same. . Knowledge and wisdom and understanding.
What are you crazy? You know who I am. Moe Dee, Yes, I'm the man. . I am the flyest, cleanest, baddest, meanest. Rapper that walks the streets. My rhymes are always on point.
Ladies and gentlemen. Gentlemen and ladies. Adults teenagers adolescents and babies. No if's and's but's or maybe's. I want the whole world to rock today.
I'm T N T, and I just can't lose. An E M C E E, with a fuse. When it's lit I hit, with the lyrical wit. Of a scientist, tryin' this. . Sugar coated, rhyme loaded with gunpowder.
I go to work like a doctor. When I rock the mic you got to like the way I operate. I make miracles happen just from rappin'. I'm so lyrically potent and I'm flowin' and explodin'.
Here we go. Come on. . Yeah yeah. The word is out. Kool Moe Dee's in the house again. And here we go again. . And word has it the brother's esoteric knowledge.
Three days later, go see the doctor.... . I was, walking down the street, rocking my beat. Clapping my hands and stomping my feet. I saw a little lady so neet and petite.
Yo. I had to go for mine. From the bottom to the top is a hard climb. But hard rhymes beat hard times. Gimme a spotlight and I'll shine. Brither than the brightest star.
Gangsta boogie. Gangsta boogie. . Gangsta boogie. Gangsta boogie. . Gangsta boogie. Gangsta boogie. ....
Wisdom. . Funke, funke, funke. Funke, funke, funke.... . Funke funke wisdom. . Wisdom. . [ verse 1 ]. Money - the root of all evil. Follow the dollar, and where will it lead to?.
(du-dumb) (dumb). (d-d-du-du-dumb) (dumb). (du-dumb) (dumb). (d-d-d-dumb) (dumb). . [ verse 1 ]. Well, listen up, homeboys, I got somethin to say. About a homeboy from back in the day.
( *phone rings* ). (Yo Moe, what's up?. Where you been, man?. What's up with the new sound?. I ain't heard from you in a while, man. What you been doin, man?.
Do you know what time it is?. . Girlies are partying touching my body. And talking to me like I'm a kindergartian. Today she's on mine, tomorrow she's on his.
To the break of dawn. To the to the to the. Times up punk. Yeah yeah. . Time to settle the score. To the break of dawn another dumb move. Ha ha ha, this time it's over boy.
[ verse 1 ]. Since the day I was born I was on a mission. Never played out of position or wishin or missin. I came out kissin, was no spankin the backside.
Other MC's, I want you to know. If you ever wanna battle me, don't move slow. Come and get it 'cause I'm waitin' and I got nowhere to go. Head to head, toe to toe, rhyme for rhyme, blow for blow.
All night. On, on, on, on, on, on. All night. All night. On, on, on, all night. All night. On, on, on, on, on, on. All night. . It's about time for some action.