Skee-Lo — Hip Hop

[Verse 1] Look, I ain't even got to rap sixteens I'm only thirty-five but I act sixteen Show me twenty rappers and I'll smack sixteen And the other set of four won't do a damn thing First I Skee-Lo takes all your money Dummies, you're like track stars that run from me Thoughts that come from me are aged and full grown So my flow is sicker than AIDS that's full blown I'm amphibian, I'm swimming in Evian I gets like that when I'm deep in cerebrum A helium a mixture of medium Hydro I'm fresh like switching from stress to indo Look out of my window-view of the west coast With baby girl who fix eggs and French toast Sex me after eggs & French toast Fuck what you heard I am the west coast Get my props when on the east coast Everybody knows I rock the beat most I'm Skee-Lo I like the wheat toast [Verse 2] I bring it back on some DJ shit For the sport I'm on some EA shit Niggas is lame so get out of my lane on some freeway shit Give them bars like a bid with no Ebay shit K-U double T to the A that's it Fill up a compact disc with that ADAT spit It's the kid I don't play that shit, so I can never lose When I'm with some clever dudes, rock dropping hell of jewels And running the tracks you can only give us better shoes Ring the alarm or forever snooze Record pool like the deep end, hope it open your mind Let a nigga rhyme sink in, or maybe you should peak in I see you ain't ready for this intelligence Mixing it with some audio, bringing it back to the elements That Hip Hop is fresher than a zip lock, nigga take a big hock That bar is to the tip top, yeah I say that bar is to the tip top, yeah, nigga That bar is to the tip top And it's that muthafuckin' hip hop [Verse 3] I'm all dressed up, so you can buy my records when they all pressed up You niggas in the game you got it all messed up You want to hot-dog it but you can't catch up To the invisible man, see if I can put this game into a physical plan Ain't no-body more physical than, the enforcer Long ways from "I Wish", we changed courses TThis nigga go upside your head with Air Forces Of course it's more hits and more tricks Niggas they ain't rappers they just trying to pay rent For me, this is time well spent Took a little time off, thought I was soft but I'm like Clark Kent So now I got a plan for niggas, I can't stand you niggas Get on the mic & superman you niggas and ain't NO Kryptonite for me I got a right to be, the only muthafuckin' name you see in lights The only nigga getting paid is me tonight Skee-Lo young Kutta is on the mic So everybody in the crowd do what you like [Outro (spoken)] Yea! The Real Hip Hop! We really love this shit man we really love doing this shit! This is feel good music. My name is Skee-Lo! I've been rhyming since '93; '83! The real Hip Hop!