Verse One
Well, let me introduce myself, it’s Chilly, to tha W - I - L - L - Why?
Cuz I’m a funky fucking guy, bringing out lyrical miracles,
Empiracle methods cannot describe this shit that we’re coming out with.
The Smooth Tip, like Soulman and K-Tel but now it’s just Soulman, no K-Tel,
Oh well, but anyway…Talkin about my dope clique,
People all over the world genuflect and await the first coming of the new state.
With the Norwegian in the back, you know he’s taking it back too,
And the Phantom to my right, getting funky for you.
Chunky Monkey give it to me, you know he knows the motherfucking way to be.
While Chris dog is still just in the bathroom spanking that little monkey.
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Lighting up the stage, I never engage in no physical rage,
Just play all day and feel ok.
While I’m running off my mouth you know I’m running off my mind,
All you feel is a head trip rocking from behind.
Take it another way, other than the way you think it is,
Or the way it should be, just be free.
1,2 Motherfucking Go!!
Verse Two
One more time, I’m taking it back like recliners.
You know unless you real lucky you ain’t never gonna find us
Doing nothing but sitting back, coolin, real peaceful eating grinders.
Bring it up, What is this? 6 chocolate cookies for dessert?
Nah, main course, of course, a horse is a horse.
But like Nanook of the North….
We traveling city to city, meeting girls that are pretty,
Making rhymes that are witty, but from Worcester, Mass.
A nitty gritty rather pretty city yo,
You’re getting on my nurves and I’m telling you to go.
You’ll never get yours because I gotta get mine,
You’re gonna learn this shit hopefully in time.
Get it straght, me first, then if you’re lucky you.
That’s all you gotta too.
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Guitar SoloVerse Three
One more time, Rolling in a 6 - 4 coming at your door,
Flipside’s on the floor, now you’re yelling for more.
Encore, Silly rabbit, these kicks ain’t for kids,
And you still chillin with ya homeys running away from the pigs.
So yo, who put the ram in the ramalamadingdong?
I be the one, pulling lyrics straight out my bum,
Making sure you all have fun, transforming like Optimus Prime.
Stopping on a dime with the lemon and lime twist, we never quit,
Too busy loving our lives, so yo:
I love you, You love me, we’re best friends like old homeys
With a great big UH! And a party on the floor,
Chunky won’t you give me more?
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