Art Of Storytelling

Slick Rick Art Of Storytelling Lyrics
1.2 Way Street

Well i shot some there, then i copped some beer
And did a show up in west bubblefuck somewhere
Due to raps wider ratio, satellites to nato
Hillbilly draws flew on the stage like tomatoes
Apparently more mack than i thought
Unfortunately wife piece back in new york
And i'm starvin
Being human and open with
A mad fine hillbilly woman was scoping rick
Thought entered how to lean and bent it
Though i'm not gonna lie i was extremely tempted
(to what, rick?) to discharge in a sista
Next thing in the dressing room, 'pardon me, mister'
Yes, i said cautiously
'crazy, but possibly
You could sign your name on the back of these dazy duke shorts
for me'
Try to resist, now girlfriend startin' it
The pen won't write, 'you can press down hard on it' -
Now my hand browsing her south end
Spun around about to shove my tongue in her mouth when
Rring! - loosen the grip my hell had
My girl, she was talking so nice i felt bad
Being untrue, no telling what it might do to her
'i love you', forced to say i love you back too to her
Any thought of getting pussy was doomed to:'you got a wife?'
Anniversary comin up soon too
Got off the phone, cock just got mute
Don't get me wrong it's not like you're not cute (uh-huh)
I'm wrong for mistreating her, the wanting to skeeting her
'i understand, goodbye, it was real nice meetin' ya'
What an angel overcoming his wrongness
The moral i am trying to get across in this song is

If goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (say what?)
Goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid

Casually seating with some thick chords eating
With my album playing at a big board meeting
'i love this', being the coolest and the ruffest
A big willie woman pulls the ruler in her office
And fixed a wedge in her garment, unsteady my heart went
'cause her office looked like a three bedroom apartment -
Pounding was inevitable
She said to me 'rick, i think your album is incredible'
The way the hon' upon i, comin' on a sun i
'you're so darn sexy with that patch over your one eye'
Well i'm glad you think it's boomin' and i catch ya
Means a lot to me, coming from a woman of your stature
I mean, who could resist the don head?
Start caressing rick private, kiss me on the neck
And i can't be held accountable if down her gown i pull
Girlfriend pussy look plump and poundable
She sweats the set me emporer
Put one of your legs up on the desk and let me enter ya
Fantastic, though i start to act drastic
When i see my wedding band 'pon the bitch left ass cheek
Deep down, she felt that i tried to diss
I'm like, i can't do this as much as i'd like to miss
An angel overcoming his wrong, kids
The point that i am trying to get across in this song is

If goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keep no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (say what?)
Goodness is what you're filling your soul with
And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with
Who keep no secret, like who they creep with
Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid


2.Adults Only

check (5x)

Well, let us skip the boring foreplay i'm slidin' right in
This girl over my house who had to be about 19
Ass, hoes in my poster
She's sweatin' although she tried to hold her composure
I hoped she'd take it in the ass and suck dick
(girl) my my what a nice apartment you got rick
On her knees about to make her fall
(girl) 'all platinum and gold jammies hangin' on the wall too,
You got it goin' on'
Now my mouth start foamin'
The lights dim we're kissin' and my hands start roamin' in her
drawers
(girl) stop!
Knew she was joking
Cause i ain't even fuck her and her pussy was soaking wet!
Already had her tit out
If i play my cards right, fuck her dead in the hole she shit out
(girl) rick i gotta go my girls waitin'
She recaps finally when honey drawers down to her kneecaps
Breathed heavy all mushy bitch
Swore up and down i was gonna fuck her in the pussy
Since friends waitin' on subtle
Bout time to make a move upon the hungry little butthole
Meanwhile she acted quite passive
Lickin' the hun neck while she lotionin' that ass with jelly
Tit hung out the frame nigga loco
Surprised honey didn't put up too much of a struggle, at first
Sinkin' in she ain't know how to be the bitch went
(girl) ahh rick it hurts take it out of me!
Knocked my magazine down, bitch threw my papers
You wanna keep it down i mean i do have neighbors!
Squirmin' away although the table was barrin' her
Felt real good my dick was sunk so far in her
She said it felt like a bull dowser barrin her
Sqealin about she couldn't take it anymore in her
My cummed on her straight in the perm in her, (here)
As i drained every last drop of sperm in her (where)

Chorus:

So girls when we kiss and we cuddle, ain't no way to put it
subtle
When i want the butt hole!
(moaning in back round)

Another girl i met, her experience fast because
Most girls wit kids don't been hit in they ass before
Picked her up sunset
(girl) don't be late for dinner, ma
Bringin' honey home from the date at the cinema
Thinkin' how to fuck the ass so plottin',
Blown in the elevator, hit the stop button
She smiled, by knowin' her butt i wanna bore
I said 'can i have a kiss now instead of in front of your front
door'
(kissing/sex in the back round) (uhhhmmm!! oh yeah!)
Although the rule i tried not to push hard,
I'm all over the bitch like an octopus
Deep down i know she also wanna fuck
Though i kept my tounge in her mouth so not to put her on the
spot
To have to talk no shit to prevent me from bonin'
Unzap the bra, when the hooker start moanin and
Expose my espresso suck on her and lick on her
Unbucklin' pullin' out mad long dick on her
Panties in the way of that, but i want to check it out
Slipped her wet drawers down her thigh and took her leg out
Her butt was juicy kinda fat,
Spun around start to stick her in the pussy from the back
She came, mad juice dripped out,
Still in the pussy then acted like it slipped out
Cum on the floor, she said 'pardon the puddle'
Spread open her cheeks, pushed hard in her butt hole
Uhhhmmm, wasn't a bad date at all, she went ahhhh ahhhh
Start pullin' at my balls while i'm still penetratin'
Felt fantastic, she said
(girl) 'rick i'm not really into this ass kick'
Meanwhile rick cummin' by the gallon,
Put your hands on the wall please
And try an' keep your balance
Lickin' the grill in her, meanwhile fillin' her
Till sperm start pourin' out her butt hole while i'm still in
her
Then start rammin' the pine in her
I almost picked her up with these final grinds in her

Chorus:

So girls when we kiss and we cuddle,
Aint no way to put it subtle when i want the butthole!

(moaning)
Girl: my ass, more, more, more!


3.Bugsy Radio Skit


4.Ceo Outro


5.Frozen

'how can i forget you' 4x

Rick the ruler, raekwon, hehe the chef, check one two

Touch more, taste a glass of oil
Flash yours rae
Money we saw, left em dead on the door, dick
Rots look chunky on the index
Straight up, lee vets and like old adidas sweats
We the the illest vets

Apologies, even a non-dog holler 'he's honor'
Please, appreciate shit i clog wallabee's
Brothas wit they fists like oaks wood
Provokes doom, and you're also about to go broke soon

Mad current merchants, we nursed it
Bad guerillas, feed us like guaranteed they gon' kill us
Fleeing, ninety in a night suit, g-ing white dudes
Hit the locks first, we made a right troop

I'm lushin russian women, via satelite i'm watchin
I dare a nigga say he wanna battle me, i'll crush ya
Even blind girls rush next to hammera and scream out
'oh my gosh, get the camera'

Yo we frozen, lay on the bount now, we a day on
Ill niggas yellin 'throw rick and rae on'
Hydro, how did i blow, how did i flow
Did i glow, let them niggas know

(yo)
Rap wars commence and they kids cause offense
I don't have to say a word and your bitch-drawers are drenched
Didn't say i was gonna murder the fella
But the ruler got some shit the could stop a herd of gorillas

Stressed wit hollywood hoes, actin up
Backin up, what? this yours, what?
Crawlin in the cut, we lee major
Gems on wit timbs, brims on drawn to lay you up
Layin in the day wit what?

Next pull up ceo wit bank books full up
Even though he's overwhelmed, this nigga rolls royce pull up
One of the baddest come, noddin to a spanish song
Slung, orange woolridge park and a savannah pump

Severe teaspoons, scary money on the moon
Lampin wit a big goon, keep shit tight like a kid's room
Big bird in the driveway, bullet out friday
I'm liver that way, i ride only the fly way
Olive-green thinkin, ship sinkin
Deep-dish thinkin, big fish tank, wrist full of franklins
This mock-neck, shark-skin money
Eighty-eight, summer reader dun ?dummeries?
Rock dungarees

Punctures his lung, son says 'i don't want this'
Even this so-so beat i make monstrous
Lady cops stake to watch pair hoods
'freeze, you're under arrest, you look mad good'
Hot and don't fret retard who won't let the new sherifs in town
What part you don't get?
Rick and rae, and now we storin the passion
The fashion, the dress, i went to work on your ass

Chorus 2x


6.Impress The Kid

* originally appeared on the rush hour soundtrack

Intro:(dj s&s), slick rick

(uhh check it out..... s&s......
With the ruler '98........def jam.....)
And here we are, in the phase again
That ol' funeral music, is he goin to heaven or is he goin to
hell?
I don't know, he's right in the centre, y'knowhutimean? (uhh
uhh)
(uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh c'mon
Uhh-huh yeah, uhh-huh c'mon, uhh-huh '98 c'mon.....)

Verse one:

Nigga no way rap better than, act better, that
Veteran of rap *?ceteran?*
Brung on, motherfucker sung on, run on
Come on, go and have fun on, run on
Immediate considered, no he really ain't
The main ingredient, comedian, must be obedient
Reason why the player who away a few, say that too
Cos no one else can talk shit way i do
School kid, the cool slid
And i rule wid, still shoot wid my 2, kid
Ain't no way on earth to faze rick, the man plays with wit
Eras-ed the man amazin the bassin
Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin
Better spin like slavery when i order him
Rejects creep yet keep step
Every borough, every state, every country in deep check

Chorus:

Mack all of it, controller shit, catch hold of it
How you gonna move slick when cats like solo rick?
Accept, yet no chances that they make plans
To wreck and make a nigga, breakdance the record
I turned and learned this sequel i burned went
Urgent, mad white people like servin
Interested with, gets congested with
Clowns, haven't made a record, impress the kid

Verse two:

No entry, let's keep a hood rhymin shit (a-party people)
Are you tryin to have yourself a good time or what?
No stressin you, type of beat bring out the best in you
Allegeble, ruler came to add a touch of bless onto
Niggas think they bashin me, his majesty
Of garbage and never were no match for me and actually
Many a girl catch the fever
And i don't need anyone else rap with either
If this is based on skill, kill anybody will
Affiliate rick real to hicksville
Same ruler movin cowardness out of this
Never out powerless, devour this and now it is
Time for one to leave upon impeach
Help teach all men how to live amongst each (knowi'msayin?)
Although a lotta creep yet keeps
Every borough, every state, every country in deep check

Chorus

Verse three:

The bounce men, s&s sound bend
Listen up kid, an important announcement
There's a rapper i know many interested in
Named rick, no rapper alive could mess with him
Lace records all audience roar to
Grand of a show, skill on the dancefloor too
Freakin awesome, of course i'm married
High school broads keep your drawers on
Cos this one in perf' case
Guaranteed to make you break fool at the work place
Diligent, shout as mr. militant
Allow me to do my thing, it's all brilliant
Although sometime the reign may slip
Can't skip my part on the hu-man tip
Ain't shit, you rejects creep yet keep step
Every borough, every state, every country in deep check

Chorus

Outro: dj s&s

Slick rick and s&s now, c'mon
Slick rick and s&s now, c'mon
Slick rick'll make ya move your butt, c'mon
S&s'll make ya move your butt
Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
S&s and slick rick'll make ya move your butt
Slick rick and s&s'll make ya throw your hands up
S&s and slick rick make ya move your butt
S&s'll make ya throw your hands up, c'mon
Slick rick'll make ya throw your hands up, c'mon
S&s'll make ya move your butt now c'mon
Yeah c'mon, yeah c'mon
Yeah, s&s and we're out, oooohhhhh!!!!!


7.I Own America(Part I)

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 know 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 i got de-ported, i own america

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 * (pronounced oar)
Know that rick'll put an end to all rapper income
An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields
France nor italy can fuck with my designer skills
Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are
Tryin to find fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This i have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats

Chorus

You lack the taste hook i'm stickin em with
While degenrate like yourself make our race look ignorant (mm)
And your girlfriend wanna kiss and deploy
Bout in the groin gets none of this tenderloin
Feet planted on deep black firmament
Bow -- in the presence of who lead rap permanent
Like a lion rap rips a chunk of kids
You stunk, cause mortals ain't shit to conquer
Somebody said new pharoahes have appeared
How when everything i wore ten years ago you wear now?
I coulda murder heard a word out quick rick stomp it kid
Hung to it, you complete bum to rick
Source awards, yeah rick every seminar
Even make sadaam hussein tell me where the weapon are (mm-hmm)
Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
This i have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats

Chorus


8.I Own America Part 2


9.I Run This

* cut and scratched 'slick rick' *
* audience applause *

* siren sounds *
'mc... ricky... d' * last syllable scratched *
'okay party people in the house' * scratched *
'this is the original grand wizard'
* cut and scratched 'slick rick' *
'something funky push that in em'
'ricky... d'

Is it a custom - to what? to provoke out a hostile apostle
And make him smack the coke out your nostril
Bap, the butter cat at gutter rappin and i'm all man
Whatever gotta happen gotta happen
Boy don't make me put my grown man shoe in you
And i'm sorry father, for any wrongdoing doin you
Cause dogs barkin and the girl sigh
Here to present myself as the sparkle of the world's eye
Picture i - where spice girls chick arrived
England, january 14th, six-five
While you scream out brannyville
'you old ass rapper!' you got it, but can he still
Sever, in other words, rap more clever
Like no other younger rapper walkin could ever?
Apparently i done this, on this
Stunned his behind - out the way of who reign
I run this

'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, run, run, r-run' * scratched from run-d.m.c.*
'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run.. run, r-run' * scratched from run-d.m.c.*
'run, r-run' 'run, r-run'

Are, you, ready? 'run'
The fact is, mack caught cable in an actress
And really is the black clark gable of the rap biz
Racists reactin, hastin for action
The motherfucker got exquisite taste for a black man
What you never know? all clothes come off a hoe
Ever see me with my jewels and toast from off of mo'?
*psssh* past where handsome measures
Like the whole entire rat pack, and some precious
And chartable, such a big spark i pull
Nuns even say, 'that motherfucker's remarkable!'
And aliens who came to earth gathering
'great gosh the man has soul, we must have him'
Like a catastrophe, there isn't none after me
Liz will throw away her walker and run after me
Snatch crowns -- done this, on this
Stunned his behind - out the way of who reign
I run this

'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, run, run, r-run' * scratched from run-d.m.c.*
'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, r-run' 'as we go' 'run, r-run'
'run, r-run' 'as we go' 'run, r-run'
'run, r-run' 'as we go' 'run, r-run'
'as we go a little somethin like this, hit it!'

Up hastings, crew downfaced and lose
Either one way or the other, foundation choose
Although the prune i kick, i didn't come to wound a sick child
Hit a lost world, actin like a lunatic *blblblblbl*
Who provoke til a heard of smoke
Forced good men to pull out and start to murder folk
Tired of the basement placed in
Take responsibility for your action as a race then
Instead of put cheer in our bone, paperhood promote
Negativity, and fear in our own neighborhood
Since royalty breed to be (uh-huh)
And i puts small seed where small seed need to be
Like an angel tend to fly as, mention i as
I didn't make the laws, but they make sense to my ass
While waitin for the world end, won this
Stunned his behind - out the way of who reign
I run this

'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, run, run, r-run' * scratched from run-d.m.c.*
'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, r-run' 'run, r-run'
'run, r-run' 'run, r-run'
'run, r-run' 'run, r-run'
Are, you, ready?? 'run'
'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*
'run, run, run, r-run' * scratched from run-d.m.c.*
'hurry up, run' * cut and scratched*

Yeah baby, slick rick
1999, 2000, the whole damn thing kid it's all mine
Go away

'mc' *scratched* 'ricky d' *last syllable scratched to fade*


10.Jail Skit


11.Kill Niggaz

Yeah, check, check, i can't, i can't manage i, i can't
(but you must rick) i can't, i can't manage
(but you must rick) ah, shit

Hoes ass kiss cause i'm like jason, vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison - pissed
Blood feenin', the villain like 'wassup ya'll'
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit, although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel i'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit
Played the empty headed part,
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease,
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And i's out
Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am i biased
Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before
My fly ass
Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it
Then i put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since i didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident

I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause i kill niggaz

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

Well i had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs
Who wanna clock the bread off the next
That's why im gonna blow their fucking head off
Maybe the victor get stuck up
Giving these clowns opportunity to fuck up
They knowin' that the kid crew showers, eye cowers
And leaves for 'bout a good two hours
While they're like 'we coulda caught rick what, for allsort'
That's what the assholes thought
Tough guy mumblin', i thunderin'
Why i had a motherfucking a-k ya wondering
And raise it higher, start giving them the fire
As they scream like high pitch women like mariah
Blood on the wall like, other brothers ball like they hit
Seein' shots split a motherfuckers head like lettuce
Run a nigger best bet is for another duck in gage
I'm in a motherfucking rage
Mask 'bout face, now figure dash
Smash 'bout 10 ta 15 nigger ass out
More enemy dug, deceased, caught
Had not, gave one fuck what police thought (what?)
But first i best provide all brainiacs
With evidence of a suicidal maniac

While i clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us - 'cause i kills niggaz


12.King Piece In The Chess Game

Check, check, check, check
Check, check.. * slick rick starts humming a snake charmer song

Yeah..
They say.. that rick rick is..

You're all garbage, that type talk i'm on
Dumb one becomin glad the great one walks among
Whisperin, couple i scuffle eye
You little feedback niggaz don't want any trouble
Rick'll own clout, sewn bout
Lick a throw now, how til death i kick a bone out
Why pursue for folk object?
My record will be barkin all through your broke project
?? yes my dog art, best to park her, kark her ??
You don't want death to walk her
Not sayin that -- ain't nuttin could do me
But in the rap game, all secondary to me
Whoa, whatever i settle
If a nigga wanna eat he better never cry battle
Hell yeah, ram the one sell fare elsewhere
Put you and your family on welfare

Chorus: canibus

(ricky d!) rip it up, your watery blood
Ain't thick enough, yo wack niggaz ain't slick enough
Ready and willin to face you, death awaits you
The king piece in the chess game, to checkmate you

Ooooooooooh, twist shot bitch, ?? voter ignores ??
Watch toys duck, consider rap's ultimate voicebox
Devour, and addressin dem coward
How can one man posess so much power?
Rhyme tearin through, bash all trifle
The eyes and spare a few assholes lives
This object -- brothers are glued to knob lick
'scuse me, if i'm bein overly rude to public
The favorite -- make you fall in love, make whoever with
Clever kid, make you do the best steps you ever did
The trick is, managin to kick it
It's no such thing as challenging the slickest
It's double-or-sure shot, crumble before spot
(i know) must be humble before god
Ringing, cat must fear king-ing
Party over here, type atmosphere spinning

Chorus

Ooooooooooh, i toy your cheddar top-netter
You find me a human being, boy or girl bet-ter
It's short son -- nurse and them soundkick bark on
Stop talk, stop worshipin the ground rick walk on
Bitch play number one bougie
Wish they could give motherfucker some pussy
Seen the face of supreme in tasteness
Never see another human being this greatness
Successful, and the hype is effectful and
Sorry god if bein any type disrespectful and
Hip-hop, assume pop's acquited
Now with tick-tock, you don't stop, hit it!
Command rick, shower the firmament
Earnin it, tremendous power is permanent
Unless frame interest dame
Let's name who the king piece in the chess game

Chorus 4x

Yo, we can battle in front of the castle, i'll disgrace you
I roast you, i burn you, i bake you
I cremate you -- i motherfuckin hate you!
The king piece in the chess game'll check mate you, nigga!
Ricky d y'all..


13.La-di-da-di

Okay party people in the house...
This is something you never witnessed before...
Yes, it's the incredible doug e. fresh...
With his partner, the grand wizard mc, ricky d
D, and that's me in the place to be.
We goin' to do it for '85, kick it live, allright?
Cuz you know, you're all sick of all these crap rappers
Biting their rhymes because of they're back steppers.
But when it comes to me and my man doug fresh here,
There is no competition 'cause we are the best, yeah.
But as impress, which we approve
And yeah, we realize that we are on the move,
So listen closely so y'all don't miss
As we go a little something like this, hit it!

La-di-da-di...
La-di-da-di...
La-di, da-di!
Yo peep this

La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody
We're, just some men that's on the mic
And when we rock upon the mic we rock the mic right
For all of y'all, keep y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditioning
Which we create, cause that's our mission
So listen close, to what we say
Because this type of shit happens everyday
I woke up around ten o'clock in the morning
I gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawn and
Went to the bathroom to wash up
Put some soap on my face and my hand upon a cup, said
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the top choice of them all
There was a rumble tumble, five minutes it lasted
The mirror said, 'you are you conceited bastard!'
Well that true, that why we never had no beef
Then i washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth
Used oil of olay cause my skin gets pail
And then i grabbed the file for my finger nails
I'm true to the style on my behalf
I put the bubbles in the tub so i could take a bubble bath
Clean, dry, was my, body and hair
I threw on my brand new gucci underwear
For all the girls i might take home
I got the johnson's baby powder and the polo cologne
Fresh dress, like a million bucks,
Put on the bally shoes and the fly green socks.
Stepped out the house stopped short, oh no
Went back in i forgot my kangol
Then i dilly, dally, i ran through the alley
I bumped into this homegirl named sally from the valley
This was a girl playing hard to get
So i said 'what's wrong?' cause she looked upset
She said uh, 'it's all because of you
I'm feeling sad and blue
You went away
And now my life is filled with rainy days
I love you so
How much you'll never know
Cause you took your love away from me'
Now what was i to do
She was crying over me and she was feeling blue
I said, 'don't cry, dry, your eyes
Here comes your mother with those two little guys'
Her mean mother steps and says to me 'hi!'
Hit sally in the face and punched her in the eye
Kicked her in the belly, and stepped on her feet
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch was strong, the kids was gone
Something was wrong i said what was going on?
I tried to break it up i said, stop it, leave her
She said, 'if i can't have you she can't either'
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So i broke the hell out like i had the chicken pox
But uh, she gave chase, she caught up quick
She put a finger in the face of mc rick, and said
'why don't you give me some play?
And we can go cruising in my (oj)
And if you give me that ok
I'll give you all my love today
Ricky ricky ricky, can't you see
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And i just love your jazzy ways
So mc rick my love is here to stay'
And on and on and on she kept on
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, 'cheer up!' i gave her a kiss
I said, 'you can't have me i'm too young for you miss'
She said, 'no you're not,' then she starts crying
I says, 'i'm nineteen', she says, 'stop lying!'
I said, 'i am -- go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, i can't be your lover!'
To the heart tick tock you don't stop
To the heart tick tock you don't quit, hit it!

...don't ever forget, doug e. fresh, and mc ricky d...


14.La Di Da Di(Live)

Hit it!
Aww yea!
Yea...
La di da di... la di da di,
La di, la di!

You know what, you peep this,
La di da di, we like to party.
We don't cause trouble, we dont bother nobody.
We're... just some men that's on the mic,
And when we rock upon the mic,
We rock the mic (right!).
For all a y'all, keepin' y'all in health.
Just to see ya smile and enjoy ya'self.
Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditionin',
That we create, so that's our mission, so listen,
To what we say because this type of shit happens everyday.
I... woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin',
Gave myself a (strech up), a mornin' yawn and...
Went to the bathroom to wash up,
Had some soap on my face and my hand upon the cup,
I said a (mirror mirror!) on the wall...
Who is the top choice of them all?
There was a rumble dumble,
Five minutes it lasted.... the mirror said,
(you are you concieted bastard!).
Yo that's true, that's why we never have no beef,
So then i washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth.
Used 'oil of olay' cause my skin gets pale.
Then i got the files, for my fingernails.
True to the style on my behalf
I put the bubbles in the tub so i could have a bubble bath.
Clean, dry, was my body and hair,
I threw on my brand new gucci underwear.
For all the girls i might take home,
I got the johnson's baby powder and the (polo colonge).
Fresh dressed like a millions bucks, threw on the valley shoes
And the fly green socks.
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no!
I went back in i forgot the...
Then i dilly (dally) ran through a (alley),
Bumped into my old girl (sally) from the (valley).
This was a girl playing hard to get
So i said 'what's wrong?' cause she looked upset
She said uh, (it's all because of you)
Say what? (i'm feeling sad and blue)
She said what? (you went away)
And now, my life is filled with rainy days.
And i love you so, how much you'll never know.
Cause you took your love away from me.
Now what was i to do
She was crying over me and she was feeling blue
I said, 'don't cry, (dry, your eye)
Here comes your mother with those two little guys'
Her mean mother steps and says to me ('hi!')
Hit sally in the face and decked her in the (eye!)
Punched her in the belly, and stepped on her (feet)
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch was strong, the kids was gone.
Something was wrong i said what was going on?
I tried to break it up i said, stop it, leave her
She said, 'if i can't have you (she can't either')
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So i broke the hell out like i had the chicken pox
But uh, she gave chase, she caught up quick
She put a finger in the face of mc rick, and said
So we can go cruising in my oj, and what?
I'll give you all my love today.
What? ricky ricky ricky what?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And i just love your jazzy ways
Yo mc rick my love is here to stay'
And on and on and on she kept on
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, 'cheer up!' i gave her a kiss
I said, 'you can't have me i'm too young for you miss'
She said, 'no you're not,' then she starts crying
I says, 'i'm thirty-four', she says, ('stop lying!')
I said, 'i am -- go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, i can't be your lover!'
To the tick tock and you don't stopf
To the tick tick ya don't... hit it!

Doug e. fresh y'all, give him a round of applause y'all,
Doug e. fresh!
Yea, what up?


15.Memories

Yeah, know what i mean rick?
Know what i mean rick?
Know what i mean slick, whoa!
Yeah, whee!

Fine grown pine-sol
Heavenly rhyme throne
Remember when you were young in the 70 time zone
Stages, ages about seven i say kid
The dress code of our parents looked awfully outrageous
Not down on em, games and clownin
When soul was at it's highest rate like james brown 'n them
??, a groovy era acting
Member seeing shaft in the movie theater back then?
I feel richard roundtree got 'em a fly deal
Black man wearin' bell bottom and high heels
Laughed a lot, some action mass production
Remember when cars were darn near half a block long?
Parents were so into that crap
Bunch a sweet memories to us older rap cats
Muhammad ali knucklin in tournament
Pimp daddy hats with buckles and ornaments
How we forget snappy
Five people sleepin' in one matress and yet happy
Could even make sex seem sour
As i impress the world with my extreme power, cause

Chorus: repeat 2x

Rick make memories sealed in almanacs
Not to mention the immence appeal the mack hat
When you wake up in the morning (redeem from any crap)
Because i bring that love and feeling back to rap

For situated as poor beneficialator
Kool-aid couldn't last a hot minute in the 'frigerator
School notes, slidin and stealin, hidin 'em
Bazooka, bubble gum cartoons still inside of 'em
No way same essence of ?
Pimps flyest dressin' muthafuckas, weren't they?
But hood lies, you afraid of a good wine?
I used to love the actor who portrayed one on good times
You need a friend to ? a soul, man it kinda slow
One thing 'bout a bro, overflow when it ?
Life, a pitiful game
'member the robot?
That was my shit on soul train
Got hyped to, psyched to,
And the feelin's right to chillin' on the fire
Escape on a nice night too
No, i'm not gon' try to hurt the ?
Remember ride on blood and dry turkey slang?
Brothers chippin' in for alcoholic money
When you look at old flicks don't we all look funny?
Could even make sex seem sour
As i impress the world with my extreme power, cause

Chorus

Yo' mama, damn we used to talk improper then
Member when we used to walk bop, walk bop again?
Givin' them the rythym that we bought
Push our hand back like we was swimmin' when we walked
Bad all about, huggie bear, rat all about
Member afros, what the fuck was that all about?
Buenos noches accents too...friends too
Everybody had a lot of roaches back then too
Profusely around us, loosley ?
Fleets wearin' bruce lee bandanas
And kick shit, ballin the hand i stick wit'
?????
Most cases, fatha' away for good
Local flat foot was part-of the neighborhood
Standard, and the panthers (wow)
Used to dress like erykah badu and amanda's now
Could even make sex seem sour
As i impress the world with my extreme power, cause

Chorus 1.5x


16.Me & Nas Bring It To Your Hardest

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters

Skills provide the shows, also fright the foes
And when i step into a room, pimps hide they hoes
'is that really him?' 'yes, that's his highness
And for the last time stop lookin at his fine ass'
(y'know!) homosexuals, smirk, converse and say
'that nigga box is workin girlfriend!'
You wanna talk about a fat phrase carrier
To billionaire white chick jump the race barrier?
You know a nice girl, but i didn't want a bit of her
Sayin, 'i like your slang what's with the wife, get rid of her'
Son, sony talkin japanese
With mice like, 'whattup rick? you can have my cheese kid'
I am such a heavy hitter
Even chandalier jealous off the patch ice glitter (bling!)
Rappers walkin round, strappin fearsome, here son
And remember your rap career's done

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
Finally, we'll seperate the men from the heartless
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters

Runnin spots, pants leg tucked in my socks
Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, henn on the rocks
Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
Three-quarter length mink sound right for this occasion
Heard me john blazin, see me in gangster flicks
Life is so amazin, hate to be paperless
Bill gate in this, it must be god, i'm not a atheist
Wanted like kingpins by atf
Your girl want my name on her chest
Me and rick argue about whose chain is the best
Gucci boxers, my diet changed from sushi to pastas
Wear my hat like the late sinatra's
Models pop the coochie when the spot us
Finally rappers you could be proud of, from the bronx
To queensbridge houses what? if you feel me then holla
Thug niggaz, who bail be worth a million dollars, what

Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
Finally, real niggaz that are billboard charters
Finally, we'll seperate the men from the heartless
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters

Trackmasters.. def jam..
Baby what the deal


17.Q-tip & Peter Gunz Skit


18.Street Talkin'

Chorus:slick rick

Don't try to claim things i haven't earned honest, man
Slick rick and outkast is on this jam
What kid? diamond on the 2-2 grand
Trying to help raise all youth to man
Slick the ruler rick his space to slam
Help clean up this land
The reputation of this man
Withhold and withstand

Verse one: slick rick

Outkast and slick, the answer is in it
Hon you need to get your ass on the dancefloor this minute
We bruise stuff, knock you out shoes, socks
Show your ass, move your fuck out, we're mad smoove snots
La-di-da-di, mmmmm we like to party
Don't make me get money and platinumize my body
With bright stuff, known to earn a dyke's love
Blind folks be like, 'somebody turned the lights off'
Immense rep, poppin out a muffin
Make famous artists that's dead hop out a coffin
At the real estate, behavin type choosy
Want a palace with the shit beige and light blue please
Got the kid like watch your manners
Since i came out of jail, it's like the planet gone bananas
Lack of strength a badder fella had
Lady lookin at me all stink, i had to tell her that

Chorus

Verse two: big boi

Uhh, i went from _player's ball_ to bulldoggin
From bulldoggin to bowhoggin
Now bowhoggin and pimpwalkin
That strictly fresh and street talkin
And we all last like that there
Ruin them all up like cat hair
We never fall off like hat wear
We some of the dopest mc's out there
Now eat that, outkast and ricky d, bitch can you beat that?
Remember the time i laid them down to teenage love now see that
Just to sport a rhyme and break in new patterns like hymens
Shuckin and jivin was never the style
I'm gon' keep on beatin this line
Spittin that king shit, you cling shit
A tailor and a seamstress
New gators for you haters and the penis for all you beatches
Like an addiction cause i need it, hip-hop is that i be that
Like a junkie showin your monkey, cause i sho' nuff like to beat
it
Might just eat it just to skeet it, fold you up like you was
pleated
Like some slacks and, relaxin, be strollin like some cats then
I got a, baby daughter, and i feed her with this rappin
Not trappin, b-boy, but rappin, huh

Chorus

Verse three: slick rick

Seems everybody's open off the grammar
The white fox pink velvet suit, white cabana
Listen baby girl, genius rick ta..
Dreamboat wish, you shoulda been clicked picture
(check her out) i don't know what you're tryin to figure out
Down south, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth
And touchin me the chosen, for such a will opposin
Me and big boi tryin to give our children clothing
Smokin love - do we provide dope enough?
Even people unborn kid wide open off
The enginin i'm sendin in
Even make construction workers start actin kind of feminine
(hi!!) 10%'ll blast this hit from me and big boi
Who represent the outkast click
A jealous cat, lack of strength a badder fella had
Lady lookin at me all stink, had to tell her that

Chorus

Slick rick and outkast is on this jam..
Tryin to help raise all youth to man..
Slick the ruler rick his space to slam..
The reputation of this man..


19.The Show

* - slick rick
+ - doug e. fresh
@- both

Oh my god...

*excuse me doug e. fresh
+yes
*have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic
Wit one million rhymes and don't come out right
They bit, they're never right, that's not polite
Am i lying
+no, you're quite right
*but tonight on a ?(stary)? mic you're about to hear
@we swear the best star rappers of the year
*so + so *cherrio +yo scream @ brotho
@also if you didn't know this is called the show

*hey yo doug + what
*put your ballies on
+yo rick i was about to but i need the shoehorn
*why + because the shoes always hurt my ?(gong)?
*6 minutes, 6 minutes, 6 minutes doug e. fresh you're on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on(2x)

Oh my god...

+here we go (here we go)
+c'mon (c'mon) (2x)

+yo where's ??
*well i don't know they're late
Tell 'em the time, oh i forgot the date
+man you did it again, oh no
(yo, here we go, c'mon, here we go, c'mon, here we go
Think we missed the show)
No, no n-n-n-no we didn't (wang)
No, n-n-n-n-no we didn't (w-w-w-wang)
No we didn't, well don't get us wrong
*excuse me doug e., excuse me doug e.
Excuse me doug e. fresh you're on
Ah ah on, on, on, on, on

Oh my god...

+well it started up on 8th avenue
And i made up the name the get fresh crew
It was me, my true dj jerona, that would be
My right hand man ricky d.
I used to rap and sing, make sounds and things
For example, here's a telephone ting
(ring, ring) *hello, is doug e. fresh here
(no, he's not in right now)
+but anyway, no more delay
Just check out the new style i display
Now you got to be fresh to rock wit fresh
And i'm d-o-u-g-i-e fresh
And i'm know for the (sound effects)
Not for the (sound effects)
The human beat box on the entertainer
No other lable that fit me plainer
In a passing generation, i am a remainder
And i'm also known as a beat box trainer
Cashing checks, make sound effects
And after i'm finish rocking, slick rick is on next
(you know it) slick rick

*wel, here's a little something that needs to be heard
Doug, i was walking downtown (word rick) word
(sure) all along, no one to be wit
Step on the d-train, 205th
I saw a pretty girl (so)
So i sat beside her
Then she went roar, she was tony the tiger
I said, oh darn, there has been a mistake
Honey, my name's slick rick, not frosty flake
(oh, golly wolly) she was raising hell
She said, um, my name is maggie but you can call me michelle
(rick sings)
Bust a move, we show and prove
Hey, yo, doug, do that funky jam on a groove

Oh my god...


20.Trapped In Me

Yeah kid..

Well first of all, sit your, cause i'm victor
The ruler decorate a record just like a picture
Slicker licker isn't this vigorous
Motherfucker too don suave for any nigga it's
I sold that offender
Short killer note is that i wrote a tremendous
Old neighborhood chow, now rick vow
Even rich niggaz must bow now
Extrordinarily handsome, grandson
Pack your bags, suitcase out the mansion
Any time that you wish that - i flow that
A whole bunch of big shots bums, now you know that
Opinions, wifepiece - hers fat
You wish a rapper could be better than perfect
Candidate, who talk shit anyway
And this is what most bitch walk this planet say

Ricky your rappin is trapped in me
Ricky your rappin is trapped in me
Your rappin is trapped in me
Your vocals is trapped in me
Your voice gets trapped in me
Your lyrics is trapped in me
Your vocals is trapped in me..

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fecal sick of it, through the thick of it
Even my cat like, 'ricky you the nigga kid'
Certain rappers earned thou on shit
Watch them nigga ass squirm now in front rick
How dare you figure it out one come fair
Nigga career, buried now somewhere
Gladys pips and off her, force her
Even back when i was the fattest shit the world saw
Dj, attack the eight track
White black motherfuckin men rca jacks
Royal, holla me, all y'all know i lead you
Follow me, all four
Centerpiece, narrow in the shit ass
White house bounces off the power that the kid has
While other rap plunderin under ya
You incredible, unstoppable wonder you
Candidate, who talk shit anyway
And this is what most bitch walk this planet say

Ricky your vocals is trapped in me
Rick your voice gets trapped in me
Ricky your lyrics is trapped in me
Ricky your rappin is trapped in me
Rick your voice gets trapped in me
Ricky your style gets lost in me
Ricky your lovin gets trapped to a t

Eyepatch and kneel, don't well that's a heel
Can't even go to the bathroom mat for real
Vision, won't patch eye kiss of the
Three gay niggaz pushin up like prisoner
Can't stand it - and the ricky is organic
On the real, got too much style for this planet
Woman hard mark, old charcoal nigga
Don't make me get the jewels start sparkle
Anytime you hear the la-di-da-di start
Bitch underwear been flung off the bodypart
And find, they assembling grand rhyme
Can't find, i'm overwhelming to mankind
Why discrepancies erupt to
And play with intelligence you cannot measure up to
Candidate, who talk shit anyway
And this is what most bitch walk this planet say

Ricky your rap gets trapped in me
Ricky your vocals get trapped in me
Rick your voice gets trapped in me
Ricky your lyrics get trapped in me
Ricky your lovin gets trapped in me
Ricky your style gets trapped in me
Ricky your lovin gets rocked in me..


21.Unify

* originally appeared on slick rick's 'soundtrack to the
streets'

I falls off into a party in the n.y.c.
Niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when i left em
I do it by my lonely now i'm the big homie

But i'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who balls you hung from
Wouldn't give a fuck what part of the country you come from

I'm snoop dogg, i'm smooth and imperial
I wake up every morning to my lucky charms cereal
Times get drastic, yeah i'm a classic
Dogg pound gangsta chokin off that boombastic

Now put my verse on the first one-beat the herds come
So be careful cause my rap will make you eat your words son
(word to god) scratch i? who the hardest to match (i)
Bright rewrite your still garbage to patch

Haven't you heard? i'm loose, shook the feds like the juice
Snoop dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some genuine, draft
I'm genuine, like vinny's whinin all about cash
Cash, cash, so indeed i got the weed
And keep the lighter for the hash, has it,
Ever been a time when you didn't have a dime
And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime?

Chorus: slick rick (repeat 2x)

Many underclothes hangin on the hoes
Since (snoop, slick rick) crushed anyone opposed
Lot of ladies - pop cristal, toast to all those
Like (kid capri) helpin to unify both coasts

I'm shredding your temple, none, 'head of the emperor
Washed up, gang member? better remember
I wipe my feet upon a rapper like a doormat
I hit em -- where they sit around actin hardcore at
Thank god for the guardians - in light of this
Rappers always beg for me to show them who the mighty is
Gats gonna limp, snaps on a kid
That always wanna start rappin (boy they're not gonna win)
And wanna dash at lethal or evil
Could a king bring style and class to black people?
Stick a whole log in and he buggin
Cause i - represent self, with my man snoop dogg and them
I drop a pile of semen on em
Even in a yugo i could take they woman from em
I make the hardest chew the kewl of this
Kid capri, know the part of peasant, who the ruler is?

Chorus

I'm twenty-six.. still in the mix
My hair gettin longer, my game gettin stronger
A nigga been on one, i thank god
Cause life in the city of stars is gettin hard
And it's odd, for a g to get a job
So i'd rather steal and rob, and mob with my squad
My homie used to bang, now we follow farrakhan
Used to read the source
Now all he read is the holy qu'ran
Time brings change and change brings time
Listen to me hit you with this gangbang rhyme
Nigga, whattup, who up, you up!
Doggy dogg is on the mic
I'm here to fuck it izzzup
I give it to y'all, like you really got to have it
Dogg pound gangstaz, boy this shit is gettin tragic
But i'ma make me a grip and dip quick
And fuck with my nigga kid capri on this g shit
Dial tail and bail with my nigga slick rick-y
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you fuckin paper haters
I'm dippin in my nine-eight gold navigator
I'm dippin like a lo-lo
Bouncin, smokin ounces, fo' sho' doe

Chorus 1.5x


22.We Turn It On


23.Who Rotten 'em

One of the greatest rapper, walk - i'm sayin'
In the field makin' my brick without hayin'
Mad busy kid, nah whip cut here
You, boy, drop your bundle bring your butt in
A soldier, what i do to that hood?
'are you that slave everybody tellin' me rap good?
Calm down, not goin' ta murder ya
Clean yourself, pharoah said he wanna have a word with ya'
My mom, pop, look concerned
After takin' a shower, dress and returned
The soldier, kinda on the dark end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharoah and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got some nerve
Said 'bring slave forward, let me observe'
He asked me my name and start badger me
'ricky, what?', 'ricky, your majesty'
And bowed because i had to,
Kick a rap that shit better sound fat too

Who rotten 'em
Plaits swing, but have you forgotten 'em
Biggest big shouts since king tut and 'em (who rotten 'em)
Kids ville, motherfucker couldn't sit still
All bitches is open off rick's grill (who rotten 'em)
Definetly exort, any stalkin'
Hawk gawkin' at silk fabrics when i'm walkin(who rotten 'em)
Fondle with right, yet, spec get delighted
All a that jungle shit, whites rap

'he's fat' queen said to the pharoah excited and
Did seem obvious the rap delighted him
Then start banging on appliance (yes your honour?)
'send this other rapper to the lions' (please, no!)
Pleaing with merit, if you kill him for my sake
My raps will do the spirit
'please let him live, i prefer that'
'ok, well, send him where this slave used to work at'
Do or die jammin' me into
Even was allowed to move the family in too
Any beat better rap good on
Even gave me mad nice outfits to put on
Knowing that my rap stlye bumped many
And expecting some important company
The king visits where i was put to write
'slave, you're behind, better rap real good tonight'
In other words, lay your mack down
'cause these cats not the one to sound wack round
So that night, when they summers be them clapping
Took a deep breath and then began rapping

Who rotten 'em
Tryin' a find out what excite, what i write,
What ignite with
Lion never once tried to bite rick
Excusely, assumed to meek, refuse to greet
A smoother geek, just move ya feet
Shocked all dippin' and stoppin'
Even slave owner wanted me to whip a man, fucker
Shakin' any prison, kickin' back, sick of crap
And sista breakin' when a nigger rap

Well it was obvious the raps unpluggin'
Dignitaries spat wine out they mouth, buggin'
This they never heard that type a tactic
Gold sandles all over their fat steps
One dignitary over what man said
'i'll give you half the eastern border if you sell him'
Back at the rest spot to nap a bit
Mom! pop! they delighted with the rapper did
'son', my mom said sweepin' up
'that lunatic'll kill you if you don't keep it up'
What's wrong with you, 'son, i'm not scornin' you
Leave your best for a rainy day, i'm warnin' you'
Ripped my ego apart
So i set upon a mission to change the king heart
'sire, whippin don't pay off
A lot more done you give a nigger one day off'
He took my advice, 'stead a yell again
Sir noticed that my input was accurate intelligence
That type meant ta stripe, kids
Even after he died, i still write raps like this

Who rotten 'em
All teacher and scholar try proceed me, believe me
I am all culture that you need be
And superior juice to abuse, i choose
Use words racist slave owner used to
Sandwich known crook, redbone hook too
Got his own land, which you're known look to
Not only ass wipes, swept side kick
Shocker and them niggers even try to dress like rick


24.Why, Why, Why