Da Supafriendz

Give 'em some skin (yeah), a real country bumpkin (huh)
 Get up off his property, the Villain, Fuzzy Lumpkins (huh)
 Dumpin', enough raw lead to leave a forehead sunkin' (yeah)
 When he's on tour, keep your paws off his pumpkin dumplin' (hehe)
 Town village nympho, now it's all his though
 The way she got down was far from privileged info (uh)
 Break up to make up, wake up and smell the indo' (huh)
 Just from how she liked to show her belly button ring tho'
 Couldn't tell em nothin', 5200, Atari, or Sega
 Test tube L's with the lid, Garcia y Vega
 His tongue is like a sword that's mighty like a pen
 And you ain't seen nothin' like "The Mighty Quinn"
 "Alrighty then!"
 Seal the deal with the shakin' of a hand (huh)
 People's catchin' feelings like it's "Making of the Band"
 Villain have your fake man, quakin' in his Vans
 When he do a jam, fans break dancin' in the stands
 Chances are, he'll lose the battle and the war (yeah)
 Tryin' to go to shore with just a paddle and an oar (ooh)
 Shucks, he should have known 'em two schmucks
 Would have came through the game
 Lame ducks, off beaucoup bucks, now
 Yo, Metal Fingers, fix the beat with fire water (fire water)
 I advise all fathers to watch they daughters (watch they daughters)
 It's goin' down tonight
 We got monster's in the crowd
 And they ready to fight (ready to fight)
 Metal Fingers, fix the beat with fire water (fire water)
 I advise all fathers to watch they daughters (ha-ah)
 You know we keep tricks up the sleeve (yeah)
 Comin' through with the Justice League
 (But you don't hear me though)
 I used to sew army patches on my favorite coat (yeah)
 BMX got your guns, old folks got soap
 Homeless Sally from Cali cursed, cats in the alley (you mother-)
 Sounds so foul, we washed our mouths out with soap
 I came up with cats (yeah), that never be smilin' (never smilin')
 I called Doom he said meet him on Monsta' Island
 Where the girls look good and the MCs be wildin' (wildin')
 You can catch me in Valuer Suits, stylin'
 With Lady Jaye holdin' hands with the Baroness (ha-ha)
 Storm Shadow and Snake Eyes don't got nothin' on this
 I got them "Go Go Gadgets" ("Go Go Gadgets")
 So when the Cobra-La come through the floor
 I'm puttin' snakes in baskets
 We rhyme and do our thang
 He's like Stymie from "Our Gang" (huh)
 Guitar twang, try me, and "Wa Da Da Dang" (yeah)
 I don't think you want to know
 Even if you still do
 And want me to, I'll tell you
 But then I'd have to kill you
 Will you? Please
 It's like a grilled cheese sammich
 Gotta bring the butter else the bread'll get damaged
 Flip it, slice it, and give half to Vast Aire
 If you ask nicely, and bring a glass
 We'll share the last beer, here
 After "The Cold Vein" and "Doomsday"
 We don't need no pop
 Revolution, we hit cops with judo chops
 And all you see is red, black, and green (ha-ha)
 Know I'm down for my team
 They killed Radio Raheem!
 Now I want to smoke a blunt
 You know, blow off some steam?
 Open my mouth like Godzilla
 And all you see is light beams
 This rap shit ain't all that it seems
 You can leave it to the Supafriendz to spill the beans (yeah, yeah)
 I'm goin' down in TIFY
 Why try? (Ho, ho)
 Can I get a witness?