Verse One
[Lawnge is doing "Boh! Boh!" and other dub/rasta comebacks frequently in the background.]
Chorus:
But in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one, in the meantime
Said in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one (Boh! Boh! Boh!) in the meantime
[Dres]
It's times like this that (ha!) we've gotta crack a smile
About anything, then it's worth a change of style
What happens now? A better man can hold the mic and do the proving
Dres, of the Black Sheep Yo, let's get the Sheep moving (Boh!)
I'd like to pay a tribute, to what, to knocking boots
Single and I mingle if ya jingle I play roots
But there's another (huh?), the other (wha?)
The brother on the cover (Boh! Boh! Lawwwwwwnge...)
Nine point five, nine point five
Nine point five, Mista Lawnge
A duo not a trio move your bootie cause we say so (Uh-huh)
Blasting or not busting Black Sheep not your average Joe
Now I hold a microphone, but this is what I wanted
A pocket full of punani, better me than those that front it
Dropping bombs, lovely, make 'em jet without their Jetta
Keep fronting if you're wanting but I bet ya the Beretta
Punctuates and exclamates, lingo I let go
Not that it's my style cuz I let go my ego
Be it just us, just you or just me or just a Who
Never am I full, gotta to get residuals pronto
Tonto was engine number nine
I'm out to get the nickels, quarters, pennies and the dimes
Chorus
Verse Two
Ahh, at last, the Black Sheep on wax
And finally, it's for himself that Mista Lawnge is laying tracks
Now I won't dally or fiddle
Give ya more than kibble
Or is it kibbles and bits that became hits, now there's a riddle
Believe me, cause you see, I do understand
Heard a jam it was flam
Bought the album, Van Damme, it's weak
But for the moment, I won't speak
Upon this, I mean that, I mean there, I mean here
I mean those, I mean them (Boh! Boh! Boh! Boh!...)
Yo let me try this again
Ya see, this is rather funky, the style that I'm displaying
Somewhat bona fide is on the side of okay and
Finally, your hunger for dopeness is full
(Ahem, Ahem) Yo, turn it up a decibel
For I am about to -- what? -- rip a style (boh)
That will make your head -- what? -- bop awhile (boh boh)
So please step to the right, if ya suck
Should I do 'em Mista Lawnge? (Boh! Boh!)
Moving, yes we're moving, cause I am a what? True-blue
Say la say la say la say la say la say la "pu-pu"
Say it in a second, after Dres is finished wrecking
As I'm wrecking, gotcha checking
Step to this? I'll wreck
Chorus
Verse Three
Surprising you, I'm rising
Dresmerizing and subliminalizing
Black Sheep are here, breaking all ties
And making songs that are prolific
Specific as terrific
I move your inner city to both sides of the Pacific
Dres and you are not
You're cold, I'm hot, I'm soon to boil
Bootie, bootie, bootie, batty boy, but still you think your royal
Are you mad, or jealous
Overjoyed or over zealous?
Hold your glass and sip
You held the mike, you couldn't rip
Before your mike went hush
Keep sipping, stupid lush
I'll be alright tonight
I took my time, I did not rush
I did not blush, I did not frown
Got up to get down
Henceforth, I'm getting down and dirty, G
You thought that I would not be
Stupid, Cupid, or elupid
I sting ya like a bumble
Where's the bee, here I be
Can'tcha see, can'tcha peep?
If you're sleeping -- wake up
If you're stinking -- wash up
If you're creeping, then catch up
You're rolling with the Black Sheep
Chorus:
So in the meantime, be sure to hawk one
Be sure to hawk one, see, in the meantime
Now in the meantime, be sure to hawk one
Be sure to hawk one, in the meantime
[Dres]
Now that this track is remixed
I think, I think, basically…
[Lawnge]
Wait… My br– my brother…
[Dres]
We should time out right now…
[Lawnge]
No, no, no, I think we should do it later…
[Dres]
I think we should do it right now
[Lawnge]
No, I think we should do it later
[Dres]
But, my uncle Jesse, see…
[Lawnge]
My– my– later, my… later, man
[Dres]
…Alright, alright, alright, I can dig it, I can dig it…
[Lawnge]
Later
[Dres]
…But I’d like to say ‘peace’ to the illegitimate nephews of Jesse Jackson
[Lawnge]
Uh… Uh… I can dig that, but… but… but… later, later…
[Dres]
That’s the illegitimate nephews of Jesse…
[Lawnge]
I SAID, LATER, MAN!!!
[Dres]
….I-I-I can dig it, I can dig it…
