Funky fresh on the microphone

Too $hort
Too $hort

[Verse 1]
See, I'm fresh like always, I'm comin' at you
And you know I won't stop till I'm through
So get on it, now is the time
Too $hort baby's gonna spit that rhyme at you
'Cause I'm jammin', so check me
I play the music, even made the beat
'Cause I'm the most rappin', most rhymin'
Rollin' in a drop-top straight high-sidin' on you, boy
I'm poppin' the most
I come from Oakland, don't play me close
'Cause I'm a player, love to play this game
I get funky out here, pumpin' the name
Too $hort, the one and only, I just rock it
Fat bankrolls in my pocket
Call me the dirty rapper, I'll say, "Sure"
But I'm a young black entrepreneur
I'm an MC, right? I own a company too
Programmed the drums and made the groove
So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man
I hope it's not hard for you to understand
I'm the businessman, it's not the same
I'm treated like a dope dealer runnin' the game
And you wonder why I can't get no peace
I'm makin' more than the chief of police
I'm
Too $hort

[Verse 2]
Now that I've established one fact
I came here to rap
You got a choice to make about me
Can I get busy, are my raps too weak?
Boy, you're too grown, don't say I'm borin'
Just because you know I come from California
Where many rappers get no respect
I'm at home in a tape deck
I get played and played until it's all played out
Sucker MCs come to my house
They want a contract, get signed up
But like toys they need a good wind-up
Then the other suckers, sayin' no names
Rap on the mic and use New York slang
Even though we don't talk like that out here
The point I'm tryna make comes out so clear
You want paper or plastic, Visa or cash?
You wanna burn rubber, homie, step on the gas
Now nip, dip, roll the strip
Gonna take your mind on a serious trip
Like always I made the beat funky
I keep your head bouncin' like a dope fiend junkie
I got to say it before I break
I never rap fake
'Cause I'm
Too $hort

[Verse 3]
See, I'm fresh like always, no sweat
It's time to jump back in the mix and get on it
Now is the time
Too $hort baby's gonna spit that rhyme
I sell records every day
And still I gets no radio play
I got homies, they love my beat
So you hear me all over the streets
I take pride in the bass, I make it deep
The kinda tape you'll always keep
So if you lose it, you're not my mama's son
It ain't free, go and buy another one
Like a costume party on Halloween
MCs pop up on the scene
So you made a record, I saw your poster
I'm still harder than you, boy, look closer
Won't say who's best, I just tell you the truth
You're not makin' money, so it couldn't be you
So if that leaves me, Too $hort baby
I keep it in tune like do-re-mi
With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple
Take that, it's a Too $hort rap
It's on you, boy, I'm poppin' the most
I come from Oakland, don't play me close
'Cause I'm
Too $hort

[Verse 4]
I'll tell you nobody does it better than Too $hort
I take a limousine to the airport
Fly first class, never ever last
'Cause a brother like me, I pay cash
Twinkle, twinkle, star in the night
Don't look now, but I'm shinin' bright
I know you wanna hear my triple x
Foul language, girls and sex
Well, I'm gonna tell you 'bout livin' the life
Stayin' in school and not smokin' the pipe
It's hard to be a rich man, don't you know?
When you drop out of school and start smokin' dope
It goes D-U-M-B
You're lookin' for some D?
Then start tweakin', it's goin' on
You don't like it? Well, play another song
I got rhymes, you wanna hear?
I sing 'em every day of the year
You try to get it, you think you got it?
I hope you like it, 'cause you sure can't stop it
This rap is so funky fresh
Too $hort baby in the flesh
And if you ever say I'm through
So what? I'm makin' more than you
'Cause I'm

Too $hort