Slick Rick

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Y'all niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit for a while
now
Talking all that shit
Like y'all motherfuckers got so much motherfuckin'
personality and shit (yeah)
All of y'all poppin' all that fly shit, tryin' to dis niggas
and all that
bullshit, know what I'm sayin? (yeah)
But you know deep down i your motherfuckin' hearts, y'all
niggas is BOOOMBS
compared to this nigga named Slick Rick
You know that shit, you been knew that shit (yeah)
Y'all motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker might come
back and kick ya'll
motherfuckin' ass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

YO! TURN IT UP! 2X
Y'ALL GOTTA TURN IT UP
DO LIKE I DO HA HA

Ladies and gents, let the teacher start
I am the greatest rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart
You motherfuckers can't see me
Even with a patch on my eye, I'm dreamy
All in the grill of the gruesome
1, 2, 3, 7 diamonds on the twosome
Schedule, I aim to be in Atlanta with the legendary Jermaine
Dupri

Uh huh, I'm more delicious than shit outta cook books
See I'll even make Salvation Army clothes look good (you
know)
That divine, so fine, don't even wear the same underwear 2
times

JD, not the one to fuck around with
Heard ya got the whole entire state locked down, kid

That's right so don't ask us who the best
From the north to the south to the east to the west
We're...

*Fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally shoes and the fly green socks
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally sodadadadada socks

Come on, kids, Jermaine Dupri a wiz
Walkin' down the street, you kow mindin' my own biz
My man girlfriend started actin' like she hoein'
"Hey JD, where your fine ass going?"
To the studio, I told her frontin'
Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or sumpin'

<ahh!> For real and that shit ain't a fact?

She said that she would meet me at my house around 10
Not to mention, a nice tender body
10 o'clock, here came the red beau hotty
My man girl told totally deceptive
Still I try to fuck the full out the bitch rectum <unhhh>
See, the woman so shady
Talkin' bout actin' like she upped and offed JD
Now she wanna kiss and caress cause i left a couple of bite
marks on the hun's
breasts I'm...

*Repeat (x2)

When the doubt falls, my door they knock up on
Designers even ask me what they need to stock up on
Why the fuck did ya like to done pest us
When the tag team ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant?
Slick, Jermaine Dupri back as the fat trackers
We'll diarrhea up on your black ass
Babies jump out the carriage
Could even fix the Hillary and Clinton marriage
Charisma now felt
To the point where even I could make even lesbians melt
Models bookin' at me
Could even make her grandmother catch an orgasm lookin' at
me (you know)
It's kinda outlandish, rastas even say
"What kind fine young man dis"
So don't put me to the test
From the north, from the south to the east to the west
We're...

*Repeat (x5)

Yeah check check I can't I can't manage I I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah shit

Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison Pissed
Blood feenin' the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
my fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it
Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill niggaz

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the br

Here's an oldie but goodie
Hit it
Excuse me
What?
Can I have your attention?
Mn-hmm
There's just a few things that I've got to mention (Uh-huh)
There's girlies out here that seem appealing
They'll come in your life and cold hurt your feelings
I'm telling you
As sure as Rick is my name
I wouldn't trust not girl unless she feels the same
Treat 'em like a prostitute (Do What?)
Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my first example

Now ya been with your girlfriend for quite a while
Plans for the future, she's having your child
Celebrate with friends drinking cans and quarts
Tell all your friends about your family thoughts
One friend was drunk so he starts to act wild
He tells the truth about the kid
It's not your child
Acting like a jerk and on his face was a smirk
He said, "Your wife went berserk while you was hard at work"
And she led him on and tried to please him
She didn't waste time, she didn't try to tease him

Treat 'em like a prostitue (Do What?)
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well until
you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my second example

It's your wife
You buy the tramp jewels and clothes
You get sentimental and bring home a rose
Give her everything 'cause you swear she's worth it
All your friends tell you, "The bith dont' deserve it"
Love is blind, so there goes your wealth
Until one day, you see things for yourself
Home from work early, Mr. Loverman
You had a card and some candy in your right hand
There's the mailman, he was short yet stout
He went inside your house and didn't come back out
Bust it
Just a friendly stop, come on, is it?
The mailman comes and he pays your wife a visit?
The thought alone makes your temperature boil
You say to yourself, she might still be loyal
You open up your door and stand in a trance
You see the mailman's bag and the mailman's pants
Came home to party
from work had a hard day
Look around your house and you say, "Where the fuck are they?"
Run upstairs up to your bedroom
You look inside your room, you see something brewin'
Cover your mouth because you almost choke
You see the mailman's dick way up your wife's throat

Treat 'em like a prostitute (Mm-hmm)
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well until
you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my third example

Now your girl, she don't like to have sex a lot
Today she's ready and she's hot, hot, hot
As you open up the door she says, "Get on the floor"
She wants to try things she's never tried before
She takes off your drawers and works you over
She calls you Twinkles
And you call her Rover
Next thing you know, the ho starts to ill
She says, "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will
That's not the half 'til you start to ride her
Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her
It's not yours-who can it be?
I think it was a slick rapper, his name is M.C. Ricky

Treat 'em like a prostitute
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well
Treat no girlie well, until you're sure of the scoop

Hauk, who goes yonder?
It is I, sire, Richard of Nottingham
Well, speak up man, what is it?
News from the east, sire, Rick the Ruler has returned!

Gather 'round party goers as if your still livin
And get on down to the old Slick rhythm
Now this one here is called the Ruler my dear
Its a mere party booster that will set things clear
Its a hundred percent proof from champions of truth
And if you feel you need spirit I'll bring back your youth
Relax your mind, and folks unwind
And be kind to a rhythm that you hardly find
And off we go, let the trumpets blow
Well hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
The Ruler's back

Now in these times, at least to me
There's a lot of people out here tryin' to sound like Ricky D
Not tryin' to cause trouble cause its really a small thing
But they're bitin what I'm writin
God it's great being the king
Some sound allright, but then they act illy
Try conquering my crown and that's really very silly
Now I'm not the type that gets upset
Try to disrespect folks just to earn respect
But learn this fact, whether white or black
I can't be conquered in my style of rap
For jealousy and envy are dumb ones tools
So Ricky says nothing, he keeps his cool
Revenge is not a mission that the Ruler's on
Just forgiveness required for the wrong that's done
So off we go, let the trumpets blow
And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
The Ruler's back

Now one day when I was chillin' at this outside jam
I seen folks havin' a ball and plus clappin' their hands
To beats of records that conquer the streets
Like Pee Wee Herman and Clubhouse Treats
Girls was chillin', boys rule as usual
The slacks, the golds, the rings, I hope I'm not confusin y'all
But everyone in the house looks smashin'
Fresh clothes on their butts and nothing out of fashion
And just when you thought nothing couldn't get better
A news flash concealed in a bright yellow letter
A kid ran up to the mike and said "Alert, hear this,"
Cleared his cloggy throat and then began to persist
He said "Hallelujah, kids hear this
the Ruler's back and he's here to assist"
So off we go, let the trumpets blow
And hold on because the driver of the mission is a pro
The Ruler's back

Here we go,
Once upon a time not long ago,
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow,
When laws were stern and justice stood,
And people were behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash,
Robbin' old folks and makin' tha dash",
They did the job, money came with ease,
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease,
He robbed another and another and a sista and her brotha,
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover,
The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said "Keep still, boy, no need for static",
Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap,
But little did he know the lil' boy was strapped,
The kid pulled out a gun, he said "Why did ya hit me ?",
The barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney,
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure,
"I'll do years if I pull this trigga",
So he cold dashed and ran around the block,
Cop radioes it to another lady cop,
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sista,
A shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her,
Looked around good and from expectations,
So he decided he'd head for the subway stations,
But she was coming and he made a left,
He was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath,
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him,
Then he made his move to an abandoned building,
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor,
Opened up the door there, guess who he saw?,
Dave the dope fiend shootin' dope,
Who don't know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said "I need bullets, hurry up, run!"
The dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun,
He went outside but there was cops all over,
Then he dipped into a car, a stolen Nova (?),
Raced up the block doing 83,
Crashed into a tree near university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered,
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered,
Ran out of bullets and still had static,
Grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic,
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full o' lead,
He told the cops "Back off or honey here's dead",
Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong,
So he let the lady go and he starts to run on,
Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded,
Before long the lil' boy got surrounded,
He dropped the gun, so went the glory,
And this is the way I have end this story,
He was only seventeen, in a madman's dream,
The cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream,
This ain't funny so don't ya dare laugh,
Just another case 'bout the wrong path,
Straight 'n narrow or yo' soul gets cast(?).

Good night.

Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth (my teeth)
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief (relief)
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stuff
so I looked around, and I smoked this big fat spliff
Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell
I put some Visine in my eyes so that no one can tell
It's 12:55 almost time for the bell
Put the breathmints in the mouth so that the mouth don't smell
Now back on the job, I don't bother no one
I keep strictly to myself and all my work gets done
Now the job's finally over it's time to have fun
and I'm hangin out with Trevor there's a kid named John
Got real drunker than a skunk and happy as can be
We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free
Scoopin all the girls like nuttin with my trunk jewelry
cause I'ma fly brown brother and you can't school me
Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke
And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all down my throat
Was it my big chains with the big plates on em?
Then they rolled on me and told me to run em

This was the moment I feared...
"Hey yo homeboy take off your chains man
Bout to hurt you real fuckin bad, I'm gonna fuck you up"
This was the moment I feared...
"Yo what's the matter stupid? Take the shits off man!
The fuck is up?"

I said, "They're really not real, they're just a front for the girls"
Then a whole bunch of fists just, caved my world
I was in pain, so ashamed, I wish I had not came
Had to kindly pick up my face and then ride home on the train, then
I went to an open store that's where I brought/bought me a quart
Then I went to the park, and I sat and I thought
I seen Danny Boy though he's with his girl named Sarah
in one of his cars, I think this one's a Bravera
She calls out to me, but, I really couldn't hear her
So I went just a little bit closer so I'd hear a little clearer
She said, "I need Veronica Blades that's right near Tilden"
I said, "I know where that's at cause that's right next to my building"
I gave em the information and they went on their way
I went home, and there I slept til almost three the next day
Then someone knocked on my door, I opened up, no quit!
It was Sarah with some magazines and a bag named Kit
She tried to use me and seduce me and at first I wasn't with it
Then we did it and we did it and we did it and WE DID IT
She said it was great, she said she's glad we had done it
The elevator came and Danny Boy was on it

This was the moment I feared...
"Hey yo what the fuck's goin on here?
What you doin to my girl homeboy?"
This was the moment I feared...
"Oh I just KNOW y'all didn't just finish fuckin
I just KNOW y'all ain't just finish fuckin"

Well he was huffin and puffin and he swung at me -- word
So I pulled out my jammy and I silenced the nerd
Then he was dead two in the head I took the cash and the Visa's
She said, "Don't worry about a thing just make sure nobody sees us"
We went back to her apartment, there was blow in the freezers
She said, "We're rich we're rich we can have whatever will please us"
Now I don't hang with no one who ain't good for my health
So I put the sugarhead out and I went for self
Now I was rich as I was rich I could have whatever would please me
Now I could wear real gold in front of folks that would tease me
Yah me, I'll be a new neighborhood dad
Cats'll roll up on me screamin, "Yo Rick my man!!"
I guess I was too fly word up I'm sorry to say
Ya see a cop rolled up on me and told me, "Make my day"
I said, "Relax brother," but he had proof that I had done it
Yah they had false hair on underwear with my fingerprints all on it
This was the rise and fall of my fast lane style
And I was the main event on the TV for a while
but now I'm in jail doin life and I'm scared
Some kids snuffed me cold and greased me where no one dared

This was the moment I feared...
"Turn around nigga (HAHAHAHA)
Spread your cheeks"
This was the moment I feared...
"UHH, AOWWHWHWAA! STOP STOP! AHAOWWHAHAOOHO"

[Scratching] get, get, get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get, get, get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get, get, get, get (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get, get, get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)

[Verse One]
Well it's me, and it's time to mingle
So wake up world and bus' out my new single
I take dead bodies and I boost them up live
So straighten up and be alert because the ruler's arrived
No {Not uncle sam} but I can still recruit
As {Hip-hop commander} of the people's troop
So troop be troopers and follow commands
Cuz' {No one can rule like the ruler Rick can}
Though some like it hot and some may like the shock
So let's get together what I mean is rock
No vanity, insanity {Strictly cloud}
Now put your hands together and scream and shout
{Go Slick Rick!} and then go bizerk
But {Keep it at a limit so no one gets hurt}
And don't be boring please not lazy
My jam's packed so let's get crazy

[Chorus]
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] Get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] Get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] Get, get, get, get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)

[Verse Two]
The original, that's the title I've earned
Anybody disagreeing been burnt' and learnt'
Told a theif straighten up as I humble hell
And I {Bring a little rhythm} wherever I dwell
Cuz' the door's wide open and I'm taking a chance
As I dip through Europe and I'm going to (France)
Now I always may try and play like full of fun
But in this type of rap I number one
Not number (Two) on a wild-style blizzard
And if I was in the OZ I'd be (Slick Rick the wizzard)
Or some yound man named MC Ricky D
And no fool can say they created me
So wild child, lets go bizerk
But keep it at a limit so no one gets hurt
And don't freeload cuz' I'm not lazy
My jam's packed so let's get crazy

[Chorus]
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] Oh my God!
[Scratching] Oh my God!
[Scratching] Oh my God!
Excuse me Doug E. Fresh (Yes)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)

[Verse Three]
Well we're in the last station of the final chapter
{Oh Ricky don't go} But you know that I have to
So tell me daily news and all the magazines
(Ricky D's in control) Of what? (Hip-hop scene)
Uptown downtown the man's rated supreme
If Martin Luther were here he'd say (Hey Rick I had a dream)
And if I'm at a jam it must be pumping
People dwell us light cuz' it's them I'm stomping
So y'all be adventurous (Shake and twist)
I insist that this will bring more than just bliss
A posse's and crewies' (Is the size you best)
It's time to get (Stupid), what I mean is (Fresh)
Hey wild child lets go bizerk
But keep it at a limit so no one gets hurt
And don't be a crumb and try to phase me
My jam's stacked so lets get crazy

[Chorus]
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)
[Scratching] get a lil' stupid (Let's get crazy!)

(chorus 4x)
A teenage love, A teenage love
Don't, don't hurt me again

(Verse One)
Hey sport, here's a thought from the old school crew
A serious situation we all go through
It deals with your feelins, so hear what I say
It's like a day when nothing seems to go your way
Bust this, two people, they really like each other
He says their's no one else
And she claims there is no other
The feelins the same, and you receive a notion
To reveal your inner thoughts and deeply hidden emotions

(Chorus:4x)

(Verse Two)
Precious times, hopin they won't end
Tell your mother bout your lover
also your best friend
Ya mighty proud while your holdin their hand
Boys, yea that's my woman, and girls, yeah that's my man
This person brings a certain warmth to your heart
And everything seems so great at the start
For she loves him, and he also loves her
And it's hard to turn back to who the person you were
But later on, problems start to occur
And the bond, which combines, y'all turns into a blur
For the feelins were the same, now here's the score
You love them to much, and they don't love you anymore
Is your attitude a number
Or because your not bein true
Or maybe they're just plain sick of seein you
Word, now it might seem strange
You better take hints quick, and make the right change

(Chorus 4x)

See just when you swore the ball was rollin
They're gone and part of your hearts been stolen
get back on your feet with a hop and a skip
but no you'd rather go with this dead relationship
hangin around and buyin them stuff
you see them every darn day yet don't see them enough
you follow them around and they claim your hawkin
when conversation comes you do all the talkin
not to mention attention, we all need a bit
beind your back their say yea he's all up in my
they're gtin sick of you and quite annonyed
and if you had plans for the future they're now destroyed
you saw what was happenin and you still let it
and if you ever let him make love to you girls you can forget it
sweetheart you been caught
an it'll spread around town faster then you thought
then breakup time an you receve the word
yo this is from the heart and I know that part hurts
get over it from now on don't take short slick
if its not true love you shouldn't deal with it
just think of your future and what is to come
and pay attention to the words in this song
they go
(Chorus 1x)
Do you know where you're goin to
do you like the things life is showin you
where are you goin to
do you know
Don't hurt me again(8x)
(Chorus 4x)

[Ricky Walters]
Ladies and gentlemen... and lowlifes
It is with outstanding pleasure
that we are here to present tonight...
Slick Rick the Ruler! And MC Ricky D!!
Doing their smash hit "Mona Lisa "
you know like the picture?
Anyway I'd like to take this time out
to bow before his divine majesty

[Ricky] Oh your majesty...
[Slick] Hmm?
[Ricky] Can I kiss your hand?
[Slick] Mm hmm
[Ricky] (kisses his hand loudly)
[Slick] Enough!
[Ricky] Come your highness.. they await you..

[Slick Rick]
Well, it was one of those days -- not much to do
I was chillin downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store -- to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona -- what?
Mona Lisa (what?) *singing* Mona Lisa, so men made you..
YouknowhatI'msayin? So I said, "Excuse me, dear
my gosh, you look nice!
Put away your money
I'll buy that slice!"
She said, "Thanks - I'd rather a slice of you
I'm just kidding, but that's awfully nice of you"
The compliment showed she had a mind in her
And when I smiled (PING!) I almost blinded her
She said, "Great Scott! Are you a thief?
Seems like you have a mouth full of gold teeth"
Ha-ha, hah! Had to find that funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief? Please! Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza, and be quiet"
She almost got cut short -- you know, scissors
She tried to disrespect WHO?! The Grand Wizard
Me! "Well what's your name, son?"
"MC Ricky D," but not to be so harsh I said to Mona Li-hee
"I'm.. sorry and I know that's low class (uhh, yeah)
Please sit, and tell me a little about your past"
She said, "Well I got courage, and I don't like porridge (uh-huh)
I've never been to college, but I've got crazy knowledge (uh-huh)
Over eighteen and my eyes are green (uh-huh)
I wear more gold than that man on A-Team (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Trim, slim, (yeah) and I'm also light skinned
Best believe Mona's a virgin"
A virgin?! Honey needed a slap
She tried to tell me she's a virgin -- with her yea wide gap
I said, "It don't matter, see, I'm not picky (word)
Let me spell my name out for you, it's Ricky:
R -- Ravishing
I -- Impress
C -- Courageous; so careless
K -- for the Kangols which I've got
that I wear everyday and
Y -- why not?
To fight's not right that I recite and I'm..
quite polite like Walter Cronkite"
Well, just about then, Trevor my friend came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin with these snakes is a sin?!?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said, "I don't want to see you playin with these lowlifes no more!
Now come along, we have a party to attend
With some real mature women and some more of her friends"
He hailed down a cab and he waited for a minute
And as the cab came, he thrusted me in it!
And as we were leavin and drivin along
I could hear a melody as Mona sang a song

(excerpt from "Walk On By" [D. Warwick])
"If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry.. each time we meet..
Walk on by.. walk on by..
Foolish pride
That's all that I have left, so, let me hide
The pain and the hurt that you gave me
When you said goodbye..
You walked on by.."

Kit, where you goin'?
Sorry, michael, it's rick the ruler, I have to go

Lights, camera, action, you're on,
Get old ricky d, what's wrong?
The crowd's gone,
So help me out kit cause this thief has to be caught,
Radio the chief of police, get a report,
Chief of police said "well, I'm sorry ricky d cause I really can't
Help,"
Ahh drats I think I'll take a long walk,
Kit put your scan on all these rappers in new york,
"but michael's callin' me rick, I got to go,
If I get a word you'll definetly be the first to know,"
Well on that night I felt really up tight,
Hello? , "rick, it's vance wright,
Throw on your clothes, I found 'em, they're down town,"
Word? , "someone's havin' a concert and they're using your crown,"
What? , you sure it's mine?
"yo rick, I know the shape of it,"
You know your scratchers? , "yeah, plus I got tape of it,"
Get over my house quick, ride your motorcycle,
Kit, ricky rick, pick up, forget old michael,
Well here came the dj, trick to say the least,
"yo let me hear the tape," it's a complete masterpiece,
Y'all figure this kinda is, but this I bound to overtake,
I heard a (honk honk), that's kit, so lets pray,
Here go my rap kit,
Analyze a hit, so kit what's the scoop?
"slick rick, this one is it"

Well my tummy was growlin while i'se chillin in my seat,
We stopped by mcdonald's so I could somethin' to eat,
Skipped the line, the crowd started to break,
Hey yo, let me get a big mac and a strawberry shake,
Someone snatched me by my neck I thought I must be dead,
Injected me with somethin', threw a bag over my head,


I felt real weak, word, I couldn't even stand,
I fell, next thing i'se being thrust inside a van,
Unconscious, who could be this shady? ,
When I awoke I was in a room with this lady,
"so your the boss, rick rick with all the clout? ",
Uh-huh know why'm I tied up and what's this all about? ,
And this she left the room this was my one chance for hope,
I used my watch lighter to burn away the rope,
Then i's free, i's free, an alarm was alerted,
I made a flying leap through the window and it hurted,
Someone threw a knife, who could be this trife,
Then I ran and I ran cause i's petro (petrified) for my life,
Stranded and raw I saw a phone not far,
I radioed in to my supadelic car,
Yo, what's with the concert, am I still in it to win it? ,
"yes I'm in manhattan and I'll be there in a minute,
And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit, hey rick,"
What's the scoop? ,
"oh man, this one is it!"

Tight tight security, man, there was a (? ),
Came in with some candles and bum rushed the office,
Grabbed up the one who liked to front and pretend,
No, I don't know who it is, some brother lookin' like a hen,
"let me go, let me go, please," you must be dusted,
Hand cuffed this brother cause the thief could not be trusted,
Grabbed up my money and my crown that's how I dissed 'em,
I went on the mike, and dj, man, I'm on the system,
I warmed up the techniques to show he ain't soft,
The crowd was up and this is how it started off,
(who, who, who is the top choice of them all? )
Yo vance, cut, thanks a lot, who wanna die? ,
We up top, somewhat, forget me not,
Class that I have won't last,
Soon as I blast, from out the past, dash fast, and hear a last,
Vance wright, no man can bring you this,
And ricky rick, clean shot, cause I'm the king of this

(Hey young world)
The world is yours
(Hey young world)
The world is yours
(Young world, young world)
The world is yours
Young wo-o-o-o-rld


(This right here) it may cause concern
It's (for all of these) why don't you listen and learn?
(Love, peace, happiness) that once was strong
(But you teach society) even that's turned wrong
(Times have changed) hey, it's cool to look bummy
And be a dumb dummy and disrespect your mummy
(Have you forgotten) who put you on this earth?
(And...???...) and who loved ya since your birth
Reward is a brainwash kid goin wild
Young little girls already have a child
(Bad company) and now ya been framed
(The parents are hurtin') hurtin' and ashamed
(You're ruining yourself) and your mommy can't cope
Hey little kids don't follow these dopes
(As a rule from a non-fool) your life don't drool
Don't be a fool like those that don't go to school
(Get ahead) and accomplish things
You'll see the wonder and the joy life brings
(Don't admire thieves) hey, they don't admire you
Their times limited hard rocks too
So listen be strong, scream 'whoopee doo'
Go for yours cause dreams come true
(And you'll make your mommy) so proud of you
(And this is a message) that the ruler Rick threw and it's true

you kno what.. we likes ta party
hey young world the world is yours

(Hey Mr. Bigshot) hey don't ya look fly?
(You don't have a ...??... ) oh my my my
You been fightin' again and you forgot why
hey kid walk straight master your high
(Whyyyy?) Because you make your family cry
And all jokes aside are you in good health?
(Hey little boy) now have you really checked yourself
You're a disgust you know someone I can't trust
(You'd steal mom's welfare) and you'd run and buy some dust
(And plus I must say) big shot your not
Your friends are talking and I'm hearing that your girl's a what?
You didn't know? Go steal and rob
(And while your at it) go get a suit for a job
You see, you're actin' like this urge is demanding
(Come on, wake up) have some understanding
Society's a weak excuse for a man
(It's time for a plan) time to take the stand
Believe it or not the lord still shines on you
And he (guides you) and he watched you as you grew
Plus (past the age) of a little child, that's true
But folks your age don't act like you do
(So be mature) and put the boy to a home
(And if your over 18) I wish you'd act like an adult
(Don't live in a world) of hate hate hate
(Pull yourself together) and get yourself straight
(Men don't steal) hey most don't borrow
(And if you smoke crack) your kids will smoke crack tomorrow
(So be more mature) and kids do your chores
(Make your own money) hey be proud thats yours
(You know why? Cuz thats a man) that's brains no spite
(Stayin' outta trouble) when it comes in sight
(And a man never misses a fight) in god's sight
Cuz righteous laws are overdue
And this is a message that the ruler rick threw and it's true

you know what you know what
we likes ta party we likes ta party
hey young world the world is yours
hey young world
(mumbling in the background)

well I've been a public figure for quite a long time
known to the whole world for what (my style of rhyme)
but tonight let's talk about the ones who bite
although they know they won't (never get it right)
because they have no (class) and they have no (shame)
they'll bite another brother to boost their own (name)
get paid correct on a one way gimmick
I'm happy for you lowlifes but 'member there's a limit - so say

teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks kinda easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand that the master will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)
teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks so easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand that the master will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)

when I walk into a party cokesnorters laugh
as the girls be crazy coming for my mere autograph
and it seems that they aspiring my new style of rappin'
and brothers all around me out of vanity are snappin'
the girls say 'wow Rick you're so unique
please tell us how you organize the words you speak'
but my will says chill and I go upon my way
'cause class will be taught some other day - so say

teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks kinda easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand that the ruler will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)
teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks so easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand the ruler will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)

well I remember one night when the world was dead quiet
and out of nowhere some boy starts a riot
he tore my clothes, I had to throw blows
a shotgun barrel was dead on my nose
I froze - it was Big Foot and the Toes
yup, a bunch of small timers that be it on my shows
surrounded the ruler with machetes too
they said um 'if you don't teach us how to rap you're through'
I said 'okay, now let me go, please'
I seen an officer - then the officer screamed 'freeze!'
he said 'Slick Rick you okay?'
I had to play it off, some girls were looking my way
so I smacked one in the face and told him 'I won't retire'
and many years from now I'll just be getting higher
for I am the master, set and done
my name is Ricky D and I'm the only one - so say

(...Ricky D) - (...Ricky D)

now when I was a lad my style was bad
so I had to use what little bit of knowledge that I had
so I quote and I wrote 'till I was up to par
some rhymes were (boo-hoo) and some rhymes were (hahahaa!)
I educate myself so I'm able to reach ya
answering the call of teacher, teacher
tell us how you do it, it's so easy for me
the creator of the style, emcee Ricky D
now my only task is to warn all biters
slimy sluts and fake rhyme writers
don't try your luck and get the ruler annoyed
for when I'm through with you boy your whole world will be destroyed
so chill mister muscle or I'll come and hunt ya
if you are a girl I'll make no man want ya
so if you wanna rule and no bribes in the way
pay attention to my syllables and come see me and say hey hey

teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks so easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand the ruler will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)
teacher, teacher, tell me how you do it
it looks kinda easy like there was nothing to it
but they don't understand that the ruler will be
the creator of the style (Ricky D)

Excuse me, I'm trying to earn a mere buck or two
A solemn rapper come in -- and who the fuck are you?
Around this part of town with diamonds and your girl in fur
"I'm trying to enter in this rap contest you're havin sir"
You're kinda late "Flat tire" Well that'd do it cuz
Well alright, pay me now, and you'll be at the hub
"I hope I don't mess up, or run out of breath, or even BRICK"
Don't worry hon you're hittin em harder than a fuckin brick
"But what do you think Van?" Please, no one can serve us
"Wish me luck dear, I'm scared and I'm nervous"
So who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
This one the DJ calls... lick the balls!

Now everytime I write dope raps they come vickin it
Now you know the title of this, so start lickin it
Lips kickin it, hey bitch, there is a brick in it
So when you think you're prepared, I keep stickin it
Now here they come with a spike to fight, take it light
Now who the one you're trying to be like with all your might
And anyone that attempted to remove me out the race
best give me space before I fly in they fuckin face
Now raise that vocal, play that role around your local hoods
Don't worry about a thing cause Ricky Rick is bringin home the goods
Who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
This one the DJ calls... lick the balls!

Now everything that come out your mouth, sound like it's out of spite
I'm back on a mission and this time I'm gonna anchor right
That's right, ads help, he's improvin it
"Thank gosh Rick! We love the way you're movin it"
Who's hittin rough in eighty-eight I bet your momma knows
Backslap you all down like I were dominoes
Stun em all, come on y'all, give me a taste of life
Act trife, I'll let my dog cold fuck ya wife
So be my friend and don't pretend you will not be forgiven
You're cleaning house up to the MASTER, that's how we both are livin
So who will stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
This one the DJ calls... lick the balls!

GO Vance Wright! GO Rick! Look at the style we bring
How come you cannot write a rap that will erase the king
The girls you watch are now entranced now when they see me slam
Shit on motherfuckers and I tell them who the fuck I am
My name is Rick, but now you know who's rulin it
Pump the world and the DJ put the fuel in it
Come ride the dick and if you wanna know what is the word
Who write the baddest raps you and your boys have ever heard
I eat you up and give your girl a bowl of Puppy Chow
You understand alright? Hello! I'm tryin to tell you now
Who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
This one the DJ calls... lick the balls!

(let's listen to this dramatic show
which was popular in the early days of radio)

Ha ha, unh, yeah yeah
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh
Little taste of the old school
Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time Say what?
Unh, unh, unh, unh
One for the treble, two for the bass
Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince back up in your face
Me and Jeff again, "Oh my" you say
1985 to the Y2K
The new millenium, propehicies, I'm fulfillin' 'em
Everywhere I go, people be yelling "yo, that's Will and them"
(so fresh) I check the rhyme like Quest
Some jokes dropped them doo-doo rhymes at my rest
The B-I-G, W-I-L-L King of swing, and I rock well
The nail in the coffin of your average rapper
Jeff do the ditto for your average scratcher
Stature of a rapper slash actor Back to the future on wax
The future of rap
Tap like Gregory Hines, read the headlines
Hip-hop's number one son still shines
'Cause I'm (so fresh) Big Will is (so fresh)
Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh) West Philly is (so fresh)
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Biiiiiz... Marrrr... KIE!

Yes y'all and to the funky beat and
Everytime you hear me rhyme, y'all be freakin'
The B-I-Z will wreck it, R-O-C-K it
You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin'
To all those other emcees that be tryin' to get the info
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best, and I'm a nympho-
Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and
Always keep it tight, cuz, no matter what type was
In, you know I'm fresh in flavor
Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me
The R-K-I-E in the place to be
I recognize and hypnotize, everytime I tenderize
I specialize and open eyes, to make you realize
That you've been rocked with Jeff's plain skills
The diobolocal, and my man Will
And we're (so fresh)

Ha, Big Will is (so fresh) Biz Mark is (so fresh)
Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh) Biz, do it
Whoo, for the old school
Unh, unh, ha ha
Ladies and gentlemen
Rrricky... D!

Well once upon a time eccentric head shorty
Where people wore pijamas and went to bed early
There was a little boy, tight clout that might sprout
Tried to help lead black folk the right route
Delayed,
Negative voices, many, once in prison for unwise
choices that he once made
Divide the men, cops were sent inside of him
And seeing the good he had within him, let him out again
The life no longer for a big time baller, vic
Big Willies like Will Smith now call the kid (yo Rick)
So check the gift, everything no negative
That's what happens when you steer black folk away from negative
Not to mention chasin' charts, killin' 'em
There'll be a member of the Biz-Mark, Will, and Rick
Demise sent, can't mess with the mindset
Come run with us, December 1999 said
It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue
You went away, now my life is just rainy days
I love you so, how much, you'll never know
You took your love away from me Oh oh oh oh
You took your love away from me Oh oh oh oh
You took your love, you took your love, you took your love
You took your love away from me
Slick Rick
Will Smith
Biz Mark

True dat, true dat
Jazzy Jeff y'all

It's entertainment time!!!! Wooo Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house We doin big things here kids Hip-Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M Slick Rick an' M Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy Slick Rick an' M Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude And "Treat Me Like a Prostitute" Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me Cruise up and down one-two-fifth Lookin for a guy like you to get with I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him Might as well try him, the freak that I am M dot S-E always grindin' Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oooooh) HOLLA Enough to make me lose my mind Yeah Know I really want it Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M Now I want it, yeah Don't make me wait oh no - no don't make me wait oh no Missy No longer will I pretend Slick Rick in the house Let's get it on cause we both grown Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get Bump into my homegirl in Miami, Missy Elliott Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss! Gave honey a hug I feel her touchin my privates Aw shuck I guess, main course is in I said You know I'm married? -- Yeah and what's that supposed to mean? -- Proposition for you Ruler Procede on -- Well I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on -- You with it? Down to bless one and I left one The Hit Factory, later on around eleven With my notebook, and pencil, I slides on in I see her lookin mighty sexy and the lights all dim -- Have a drink The booze and the karmy go oddly After havin a drink I start to feel unusually horny Swellin stone, or well writ poems Busy poundin like I'm tryin to break off pelvis bones Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) Slick Rick is in the house But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oooooh) HOLLA Enough to make me lose my mind - lose my mind Know I really want it - and now I want it Don't make me wait oh no - no don't make me wait oh no No longer will I pretend Boss of the females Let's get it on cause we both grown Recognize, recognize Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him Nice shoe size, how could I deny him Big bankroll to help me retire Me and him together smell like big empire Don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute But don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh) But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me) Fi-fi-fine

What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor

The name of this entertainement is
Women lose weight
Our first years of mariage everything was just great
But after two kids
And a weight gain factor
The fact is
Now she's completely unattractive
Look fat chicks
I don't mean to sound rude
I tell her nice hit the gym
And don't eat so much food
But no

Your shallow
You need to run the course of unconditionnal love and so forth

But how if desire's is not there
That's just delayment
Divorce is, child support, alimony payments
My happiness i doubt discouraged
So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage
Meanwhile my secretary June well groomed
When you gonna leave your wife
I tell her soon mommy soon i assume
Or my destiny is blue
Interestingly
The only thing left for me to do is to kill her

What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor

I'm gonna have to kill her

Of course there's laws which enforces divorces

Send that ass right to the morgue miss

My plans against or shenanigans
Kinda ran thin
Knowin' nothing about poisoning
And i can't swim
Bad intentions pumping
Might as well become numb
Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong
But the catch is do i have the nerve to dispatch this
Who can i get to help me murder this fat chick
I guess i'll have to play a dude robbin on wednesday
The day she usually goes food shopping
Anyway long story short hit the side of her Chrysler
And sent her clean over the divider
"You bastard" she said as the wreck went tumblin down the hill
I thought "she has to be dead"
Later on get a call
(from a)

Yeah, check, check, I can't, I can't manage I, I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't, I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah, shit

Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason, vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison - Pissed
Blood feenin', the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit, although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
my fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it
Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill niggaz

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the bread off the next
That's why

Well first of all sit your cause I'm Victor
The Ruler decorate a record just like a picture
Slicker licker isn't this vigorous
Motherfucker too Don Suave for any nigga it's
I sold that offender
Short killer note is that I wrote a tremendous
Old neighborhood chow now Rick vow
even rich niggaz must bow now
Extrordinarily handsome grandson
Pack your bags suitcase out the mansion
Any time that you wish that - I flow that
A whole bunch of big shots bums, now you know that
Opinions, wifepiece - hers fat
You wish a rapper could be better than perfect
Candidate, who talk shit anyway
And this is what most bitch walk this planet say

Ricky your rappin is trapped in me
Ricky your rappin is trapped in me
Your rappin is trapped in me
Your vocals is trapped in me
Your voice gets trapped in me
Your lyrics is trapped in me
Your vocals is trapped in me..

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fecal sick of it, through the thick of it
Even my cat like,

One of the greatest rapper, walk - I'm sayin'
In the field makin' my brick without hayin'
Mad busy kid, nah whip cut here
You, boy, drop your bundle bring your butt in
A soldier, what I do to that hood?

Well I shot some there, then I copped some beer
And did a show up in West Bubblefuck somewhere
Due to raps wider ratio, satellites to Nato
Hillbilly draws flew on the stage like tomatoes
Apparently more mack than I thought
Unfortunately wife piece back in New York
And I'm starvin
Being human and open with
A mad fine hillbilly woman was scoping Rick
Thought entered how to lean and bent it
Though I'm not gonna lie I was extremely tempted
(To what, Rick?) To discharge in a sista
Next thing in the dressing room, ""Pardon me, mister""
Yes, I said cautiously
""Crazy, but possibly
you could sign your name on the back of these Dazy Duke shorts for me""
Try to resist, now girlfriend startin' it
The pen won't write, ""You can press down hard on it"" -
Now my hand browsing her South end
Spun around about to shove my tongue in her mouth when
Rring! - Loosen the grip my hell had
My girl, she was talking so nice I felt bad
Being untrue, no telling what it might do to her
""I love you"", forced to say I love you back too to her
Any thought of getting pussy was doomed to:""You got a wife?""
And a verse we coming up soon to -
Got off the phone, cock just got mute
Don't get me wrong it's not like you're not cute (Uh-huh)
I'm wrong for mistreating her, the wanting to skeeting her
""I understand, goodbye, it was real nice meetin' ya""
What an angel overcoming his wrongness
The moral I am trying to get across in this song is

If goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (Say what?)
Goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And

[Slick Rick]
Check, check, check, check
Check, check.. * Slick Rick starts humming a snake charmer song *
Yeah..
They say.. that Rick Rick is..

You're all garbage, that type talk I'm on
Dumb one becomin glad the great one walks among
Whisperin, couple I scuffle eye
You little feedback niggaz don't want any trouble
Rick'll own clout, sewn bout
Lick a throw now, how til death I kick a bone out
Why pursue for folk object?
My record will be barkin all through your broke project
?? Yes my dog art, best to park her, kark her ??
You don't want death to walk her
Not sayin that ain't nuttin could do me
But in the rap game, all secondary to me
WHOA, whatever I settle
if a nigga wanna eat he better never cry battle
Hell yeah, ram the one sell fare elsewhere
Put you and your family on welfare

Chorus: Canibus

(Ricky D!) Rip it up, your watery blood
ain't thick enough, yo wack niggaz ain't slick enough
Ready and willin to face you, death awaits you
The king piece in the chess game, to checkmate you

[Slick Rick]
Ooooooooooh, twist shot bitch, ?? voter ignores ??
Watch toys duck, consider rap's ultimate voicebox
Devour, and addressin dem coward
How can one man posess so much power?
Rhyme tearin through, bash all trifle
the eyes and spare a few assholes lives
This object brothers are glued to knob lick
'Scuse me, if I'm bein overly rude to public
The favorite make you fall in love, make whoever with
clever kid, make you do the best steps you ever did
The trick is, managin to kick it
It's no such thing as challenging the Slickest
It's double-or-sure shot, crumble before spot
(I know) Must be humble before

Verse 1:
(sung by slick rick)
Seems like yesterday
We used to rock the post
Makin love in the sheets
Like a ghost
Kissin and touchin
And holdin ya close
Kimberly Caire
you've got to know that
Love aint always
What it seems to be
Words can't express
What you mean to me
Even though you're gone
We're still a team
Through ya family
I'll forfill your dreams
In the future
Can't wait to see
If you open up
Your heart to me
Reminis some time
When they took ya Kim
'Try to black it out
But it plays again
When these tears
Are hard to concil
Can't imagine
All the pain I feel
Give anything
to hear half ya breathe
Cuz I know that I'll still love you
'Till my death
Chorus:
Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every single day
Every bond you break
I'll be loving you
It's kinda hard
When your not around
To know your at yor window
Looking down
Believe me, girl
I cry for you
Every night
I cry for you
When these tears
Are hard to concil
Can't imagine
All the pain I feel
Give anything
to hear half ya breathe
Cuz I know that I'll still love you
'Till my death
Chorus (2x)

Yeah check check I can't I can't manage I I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah shit

Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison Pissed
Blood feenin' the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
my fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it
Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill niggaz

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the br

* cut and scratched "Slick Rick" *
* audience applause *

* siren sounds *
"MC... Ricky... D" * last syllable scratched *
"Okay party people in the house" * scratched *
"This is the original grand wizard"
* cut and scratched "Slick Rick" *
[unknown sample] * scratched "Slick Rick" *
"Something funky push that in em"
"Ricky... D"

[Slick Rick]
Is it a custom - to what? To provoke out a hostile apostle
and make him smack the coke out your nostril
BAP, the butter cat at gutter rappin and I'm all man
Whatever gotta happen gotta happen
Boy don't make me put my grown man shoe in you
And I'm sorry father, for any wrongdoing doin you
Cause dogs barkin and the girl sigh
Here to present myself as the sparkle of the world's eye
Picture I - where Spice Girls chick arrived
England, January 14th, six-five
While you scream out Brannyville
"You old ass rapper!" You got it, but can he still
sever, in other words, rap more clever
like no other younger rapper walkin could ever?
Apparently I done this, on this
Stunned his behind - out the way of who reign
I RUN THIS

"Hurry up, run" * cut and scratched*
"Run, run, run, are-run" * scratched from Run-D.M.C.*
"Hurry up, run" * cut and scratched*
[Rick] Out the way of who reign, I RUN THIS
"Run.. run, are-run" * scratched from Run-D.M.C.*
[Rick] Stop the world kid, bring it home Slick
"run, are-run"

All of you cock pullers are frontin
Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin
To better ya
For any chick you want I'm gettin her
Rob people mad ignorant et cetera
Who the one to entertain and fume with?
Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room with?
Reefer sweet wrap it up free fix greet
Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's feet
Evicted why you tryin to find shit to lick with?
Even your kids tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick
Though you pretend to be glory
I'm number one, that's the end of the story
The black Clark Gable leave you numb
Every single one, frontin on your label is a bum
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats

Chorus: repeat 2X

From New York to Cali none'll fuck with
the awkward, you think Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got de-ported, I Own America

[Slick Rick]
He's so crazy I smash rippin up the place
Give the mack a taste I wipe my ass with a rapper face
Cars come to a dead stop
Rain find ways not to drop on my headtop
Tycoon rush at the richest
Even my complexion is a must-have to bitches
Even without, car money to budget
I would have the most elegant apartment in the projects
Knahmean? Bitches are in awe * at the lingo * (pronounced OAR)
Know that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income
An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields
France nor Italy can fuck with my designer skills
Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are
Tryin to find fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This I have to say, to yo

Back in the day, we slow kiss
And man, I did search for an interior motive
Cuz all your look is sound hype
I wanna see if your worthwhile, settlin down type
God knows there's bigger
So, abserve to see if you gon sweat the next nigga
Oh help me make green light furriers
You know in life you can't race around with no worthless
So continue the sequel
You weighed in the scale and we lived as free people
Then disagree and erupted too
I don't feel my standards are being lived up to
So erection conquers, I ran out, went and had sex in Yonkers
God knows that flakin, jerkin her and not the replace
Great is lookin for

(Chorus)
I thought you didnt love and didn't need (lay hey hey)
I thought you said forever, to decease (lay hey hey)
I swore you were dishonest, do you believe (lay hey hey)
I'll search this world forever, are you real? (lay hey hey)

(Slick Rick)
Low is my time of honor, friend material and not that type of barner
So myself out of chump
Would the problems with having worth that type of jump
Commitment, rig, act cruddy, and regardless, move made and back studyin
Still screamin, thrown and elegance
Grown, don't play, growned intelligence
Fix what bother, and another
If speed's not made, once again, who gonna suffer? Stubborn fools came
The mule came over here wit a girl from the old school name
Though hit and all though back's about wit, memories
And that's about it, Cuz

(Chorus)
Cuz,I thought you didnt love and didn't need (lay hey hey)
I thought you said forever, to decease (lay hey hey)
I swore you were dishonest, do you believe (lay hey hey)
I'll search this world forever, are you real? (lay hey hey)

(Slick Rick)

Check (5X)

Well, let us skip the boring foreplay I'm slidin' right in
This girl over my house who had to be about 19
Ass, hoes in my poster
She's sweatin' although she tried to hold her composure
I hoped she'd take it in the ass and suck dick
(Girl) My my what a nice apartment you got Rick
On her knees about to make her fall
(Girl)

Yeah, know what I mean Rick?
Know what I mean Rick?
Know what I mean Slick, Whoa!
Yeah, whee!

[Slick Rick]
Fine grown Pine-Sol
Heavenly rhyme throne
Remember when you were young in the 70 time zone
Stages, ages about seven I say kid
The dress code of our parents looked awfully outrageous
Not down on em, games and clownin
When soul was at it's highest rate like James Brown 'n them
??, A groovy era acting
Member seeing Shaft in the movie theater back then?
I feel Richard Roundtree got 'em a fly deal
Black man wearin' bell bottom and high heels
Laughed a lot, some action mass production
Remember when cars were darn near half a block long?
Parents were so into that crap
Bunch a sweet memories to us older rap cats
Muhammad Ali knucklin in tournament
Pimp daddy hats with buckles and ornaments
How we forget snappy
Five people sleepin' in one matress and yet happy
Could even make sex seem sour
As I impress the world with my extreme power, cause

Chorus: repeat 2X

Rick make memories sealed in almanacs
Not to mention the immence appeal the mack hat
When you wake up in the morning (redeem from any crap)
Because I bring that love and feeling back to rap

[Slick Rick]
For situated as poor beneficialator
Kool-Aid couldn't last a hot minute in the 'frigerator
School notes, slidin and stealin, hidin 'em
Bazooka, bubble gum cartoons still inside of 'em
No way same essence of ?
Pimps flyest dressin' muthafuckas, weren't they?
But hood lies, you afraid of a good wine?
I used to love the actor who portrayed one on Good Times
You need a friend to ? a soul, man it kinda slow
One thing 'bout a bro, overflow when it ?
Life, a pitiful

One of the greatest rapper walk I'm sayin'
In the field makin' my brick without hayin'
Mad busy kid nah whip cut here
You boy drop your bundle bring your butt in
A soldier what I do to that hood?

All of you cock-pullers are frontin
Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin
To better ya
For any chick you want, I'm gettin her
Rob people, mad ignorant, et cetera
Who the one to entertain and fume with?
Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room with?
Reefer sweet, wrap it up, free fix greet
Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's feet
Evicted why you tryin to find shit to lick with?
Even your kids tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick
Though you pretend to be glory
I'm number one, that's the end of the story
The black Clark Gable leave you numb
Every single one, frontin on your label is a bum
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats

Chorus: repeat 2X

From New York to Cali none'll fuck with
the awkward, you think Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got de-ported, I Own America

[Slick Rick]
He's so crazy I smash rippin up the place
Give the mack a taste I wipe my ass with a rapper face
Cars come to a dead stop
Rain find ways not to drop on my headtop
Tycoon rush at the richest
Even my complexion is a must-have to bitches
Even without, car money to budget
I would have the most elegant apartment in the projects
Knahmean? Bitches are in awe * at the lingo * (pronounced OAR)
Know that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income
An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields
France nor Italy can fuck with my designer skills
Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are
Tryin to find fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper ca

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, allright

[Doug E. Fresh]
This is... a world premiere...
One time y'all, as we turn the heat
Once again, as we turn the heat
Make it hot, make it hot, hot, come on, uh

[Slick Rick]
Her legends, trying keep it soulful
But just since its (Slick Rick) being an old school legend
I decide to make a jam the kids will slam on
(DING DONG) How you doing, Gigi? Is your man home?
In the living room I see the brother sitting
Say what yo?

[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo we cooked 'em in Atlanta

[Slick Rick]
You think we didn't?
Bitch coming on, beat box stunning, son

[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo, where'd you get that outfit?

[Slick Rick]
One twenty from (?)
Seen the vibe Cali's on
Lets do an up to date, Doug, put your Ballys on
I burn 'em on, chick got to storm
While other rapper cat' kettle go hot to warm
We Turn It ON
(Uh uh on, uh uh on, uh uh on)

[Doug E. Fresh]
As we turn the heat, yo, yo, uh
Here's a blast from the past,crowd movers of the future
Unlimited, hitting it like we used ta
Boost a track son, we all that son
Where you been Rick?

[Slick Rick]
Me? Missing in action
Here's a story bout a cutie, bout a rich, bout to ditch
I'm also known to fuck the beauty out a bitch! (Say what?)
Might not shoot you in front of group two
Run a boot, did I mention I'm also quite cute too?

[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo, yo, yo fashion and glamour is ammunition
Cats wishing to rip it like this, keep fishing
Your flow ain't long enough, strong enough
And record sales aren't (vocal scratching)

[Slick Rick]
Enough. Slang it on a phatter to a badder kid-ac

Hit it!
Aww yea!
Yea...
La di da di... la di da di,
La di, la di!

You know what, you peep this,
La di da di, we like to party.
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody.
We're... just some men that's on the mic,
And when we rock upon the mic,
We rock the mic (right!).
For all a y'all, keepin' y'all in health.
Just to see ya smile and enjoy ya'self.
Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditionin',
That we create, so that's our mission, so listen,
To what we say because this type of shit happens everyday.
I... woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin',
Gave myself a (strech up), a mornin' yawn and...
Went to the bathroom to wash up,
Had some soap on my face and my hand upon the cup,
I said a (mirror mirror!) on the wall...
Who is the top choice of them all?
There was a rumble dumble,
Five minutes it lasted.... the mirror said,
(you are you concieted bastard!).
Yo that's true, that's why we never have no beef,
So then I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth.
Used oil of olay cause my skin gets pale.
Then I got the files, for my fingernails.
True to the style on my behalf
I put the bubbles in the tub so I could have a bubble bath.
Clean, dry, was my body and hair,
I threw on my brand new gucci underwear.
For all the girls I might take home,
I got the johnson's baby powder and the (polo colonge).
Fresh dressed like a millions bucks, threw on the valley shoes
And the fly green socks.
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no!
I went back in I forgot the...
Then I dilly (dally) ran through a (alley),
Bumped into my old girl (sally) from the (valley).
This was a girl playing hard to get
So I said what's wrong? cause she looked upset
She said uh, (it's all because of you)
Say what? (I'm feeling sad and blue)
She said what? (you went away)
And now, my life is filled with rainy days.
And I love you so, how much you'll never know.
Cause you took your love away from me.
Now what was I to do
She was crying over me and she was feeling blue
I said, don't cry, (dry, your eye)
Here comes your mother with those two little guys
Her mean mother steps and says to me (hi!)
Hit sally in the face and decked her in the (eye!)
Punched her in the belly, and stepped on her (feet)
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch was strong, the kids was gone.
Something was wrong I said what was going on?
I tried to break it up I said, stop it, leave her
She said, if I can't have you (she can't either)
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So I broke the hell out like I had the chicken pox
But uh, she gave chase, she caught up quick
She put a finger in the face of mc rick, and said
So we can go cruising in my oj, and what?
I'll give you all my love today.
What? ricky ricky ricky what?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your jazzy ways
Yo mc rick my love is here to stay
And on and on and on she kept on
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, cheer up! I gave her a kiss
I said, you can't have me I'm too young for you miss
She said, no you're not, then she starts crying
I says, I'm thirty-four, she says, (stop lying!)
I said, I am -- go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover!
To the tick tock and you don't stopf
To the tick tick ya don't... hit it!

Doug e. fresh y'all, give him a round of applause y'all,
Doug e. fresh!
Yea, what up?

D = Doug E. Fresh
R = MC Ricky D (aka Slick Rick)
B = Both
G = Get Fresh Crew

Introduction

Ladies and Gentleman...the most exciting stage show you've ever
witnessed...appearing live...Doug E Fresh and the Get Fresh Crew.

Verse 1

R: Excuse me Doug E Fresh
D: Yes!
R: Have you ever seen a show with fellas on the mic
with one minute rhymes that don't come out right
They bite
D: They never write
R: That's not polite. Am I lyin'?
D: No, you're quite right
R: Well tonight on this very mic you're about to hear
B: We swear, the best darn rappers of the year
R: So!
D: So!
R: Cheerio!
D: Yell...
R: Scream...
B: Bravo! Also, if you didn't know this is called The Show

Verse 2

R: A-yo, Doug
D: What?
R: Put ya Bally's on
D: Yo, Rick, I was about to but I need a shoehorn
R: Why?
D: Because these shoes always hurt my corns
R: Six minutes...six minutes...six minutes Doug E Fresh, you're on
Uh uh on, Uh uh on, Uh uh-uh uh-uh uh uh on
Uh uh on, Uh uh on, Uh uh-uh uh-uh uh uh on
Ooh ooh ooh, uh uh on

D: Here we go...
G: Here we go...
D: Come on...
G: Come on...
D: A-here we go...
G: Here we go...
D: Come on...
G: Come on...

D: Yo! Where's Will and Barr?
R: Well I don't know, they're late
Told em them the time...oh, I forgot the date
D: Man you did it again, oh no!
G: No, here we go, come on
Here we go, come on
Here we go, did we miss the show?
D: Nuh, nuh na nana no we didn't
R: Word
D: Nuh nana nana nana, no we didn't
R: W-w-w-Word
D: No we didn't
R: Well don't get us wrong
'Scuse me Doug E, 'Scuse me Doug E,
'Scuse me Doug E Fresh, you're on
Uh uh on...

Verse 3

D: Well it started up on 8th Avenue
When I made up the name called the...
G: Get Fresh Crew!
D: It was me, my two DJ's Chill Will and Barry B
and my right hand man Ricky D
I used to rap and sing, makes sounds and things
And for example, here's a telephone ring...

R: Hello? Is Doug E Fresh in?
D: No, he's not in right now

D: But anyway, no more delay
Just check out the new style I display
Now ya gotta be (fresh)
To rock with (fresh)
And I'm D.O.U.G.I.E (fresh)
And I'm known for the... [fx: Doug E style beatbox]
Not for the... [fx: Fat Boys style beatbox]
The human beatbox or the entertainer
No other title could fit me plainer
In a passing generation I am a remainer
And I'm also known as the beatbox trainer
Cashin' checks, make sound FX
And after I finish rockin' Slick Rick is on next
R: Ya know it
D: Slick Rick...
R: Well, here's a little somethin' that needs to be heard
Doug, I was goin' Downtown
D: Word Rick?
R: Word
D: Sure
R: All alone, no-one to be with
Stepped on the D-train at 205th
I saw a pretty girl
D: So?
R: So I sat beside her
Then she went [fx: roar] like she was Tony the Tiger
I said, oh no, there's been a mistake
Honey, my name's Slick Rick not Frostie Flakes
D: Oh, golly wolly
R: She was raisin' hell
She said, oh my name is Maggie but call me Michelle
Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont, tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble
Bust a move, we show and prove
A-yo Doug, do that record Jam on the Groove

Outro

D: As you can see, most definitely
We are (fresh)
Chill Will (fresh)
Barry B is (fresh)
Ricky D is (fresh)
And I am, the Original Human Beatbox
The Entertainer, Doug E.... (Fresh)