[Verse 1: Heavy D]. Yeah, this is, uh, super funk you know what I'm sayin'. This is for all the players and playettes wherever you at you dig. I'm talkin' about from this side to that side.
(Let it rain). I don't wanna go outside. (Let it rain). I just wanna be with you. (Let it rain). I don't feel like takin' a ride. (Let it rain). You know what I wanna do.
You know me. are you comfortable? Aw yeah. Make it right, Uptown, uh. Heav' D y'all, in the house, once again. Uhh, make ya comfortable, big lovable, what?.
It's time again, it's definitely time again. Check, check, check check. It's time again. . Funk... say what?. Just a interlude y'all, just a interlude.
It's time, it's time, uh, one two, ha, y'all here me?. New York City, is ya with me?. Right one, one, check two, check me out, ha, watch it, yo. . Imagine me, imagine you, imagine kids possibly two.
Don't try to tell me where ya been, cuz i got my friends and ya got your friends. Breakin' up and makin' up never ends. Lyin' here with you makes me feel better..
WAH! YEAH! Uh huh uh huh! WHAT!. Ba ba ba ba boom! Cho!. Now girl you make me happy, more so than I ever been. Besides you being me lover, your my very best friend.
Get fresh Hev. (Say what). And do the beatbox. (Say what). . Get fresh Hev. And do the beatbox. (Aight). Get fresh Hev. And do the beatbox. . Get fresh Hev.
Don't stop to all the niggaz in the drop tops. To all my peoples that's down on lock. Keep it movin' and you don't stop, hah. . Don't stop, to all the niggaz in the drop tops.
This one definitely goes out on a censorship tip. So everybody sit back relax and have a champagne sip. We gonna teach these people out there who are.
Yo, check this out man, Delilah. Delilah, Delilah. Delilah, Delilah, Delilah, Delilah, Delilah. . A mi seh, oh Delilah, Delilah. How yuh a go dance and yuh can't even buy new shoes?.
Yeah, aww yeah, Heavy D, Dogg Pound. Herb McGruff, no doubt. Ladies and gentlemen, dat nigga Daz. . Who you are son, blow you away to smithereens. At war like 50 marines against the Phillipines.
[singers imitating "Back 2 Life"]. Back to Hev, back to the Big Daddy. We be gettin down for real. . [Heavy D]. Y'all ready, tell me who be that, Heav' Biggie.
Back to Hev, back to the Big Daddy. We be gettin' down for real. . Y'all ready, tell me who be that, Heav' Biggie. Girls say he cutie, absolutely jiggy.
Who's on the microphone? A buncha niggas. Who's on the microphone? A buncha niggas. Who's on the microphone? A buncha niggas. I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone.
[INTRO]. Yes, the time has come. To welcome you all. On a journey called Necrophobia. It's the fear of the dead (the dead). One man innocence. Is the faults of many people's lives.
It's still that bubble goose winter time grind rhyme. Ski mask over the face shit too abrasive for prime time. It's Bons Bons after Wontons. Bon appetite for the streets opposite of the thong song.
I wish you could see me crying like a baby. Grieving not believing he's on a machine keeping him breathing. He aint leaving hell naw he's staying right here.