SUCK ON MY ELECTRIC GUITAR

Business competitor, go and tell your editor

Sucka terminator, son see you later

Bushwack I'm at it, the system automatic

I got to have it, reach out and grab it

Hit the studio and get the LP done

Never forget about the label 691

It ain't about the profit; you're soft, get off it

You got to have the skills in order to pay the bills

They wanna treat it like a thriller well

This ain't a case of another damn vanilla

Ice ice yeah you got to pay the price

(Surprise)

I'm atcha, straight in your face he he he ha

Diggy diggy diggy jam jam

No sell-out, how many times can I spell out?

Get it together and get the hell out

Let 'em all know what the deal is

And when I talk to record dealers I never wear Fila's

Kicking all the junk with the pop head in the alley

Come again, come again, run it like a rally

'93 and I'm a kick-shit manufacturer

And you're the bachelor

You wanna play well lets go ahead

Head to head, who the hell said rap was dead

Dissect your brain and make it plain

I'm the entertainer and I came to entertain

It's all about the money what

It's all about the money huh

It's all about umm shit

Get it out your mind, change your habits

You're killing the music, you're shit you rabbit

Switch it off, give me an ST and I set it off

If it's strictly for commercialism I

Kill it off, kill it off wahaa

I got to make a move so I'm heading

See you later alligator.