[Slick Rick] 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 no-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 if I got deported, 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