[Chorus: Malcolm X & Fat Joe]
I know you don't like me singing this
But I can... get out !
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it

[Verse 1]
I take the blast off from the boom chest area first
Your [?] carry on for mounds and mounds of my stidyle hops
At the top like fizz and soda pop
The effect of my flics hit you like a judo chop
And then I get deeper than the boss with the phrase
[?] out the norm 'cause I'm amazing at that
Fat Like Joe when I swing it
Smokes the microphone like L when you sting it
Bussin with the fam', goddamn the rugged rough
And the purse stay stuffed like the girl when she knocked-up
Plus tuff to tangle with when I get mental
And burn like a prostitutes genitals
Dangerous with the 1, 2 check
Bahamadia came to get total wreck

[Chorus: Fat Joe & Malcolm X]
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
I know you don't like me singing this
But I can... Get out!
[Verse 2]
Likes to grasp a hold to mic control
In a single bound while the juvenile with the court list
Fling your melody at me and I'ma floss it
Launch your metaphor upon it lovely and gorgeous
When angry skills pass the point of ill
That's how I feel when maxed, not good enough adjective
So fade to black, the new kids back on the block
Heart like cement, rock op
Without the nelly, blowing up like your daddy belly
Constant finesse as my flow varies
Dangerous with the 1, 2 check
Bahamadia came to get total wreck

[Chorus: Fat Joe & Malcolm X]
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
I know you don't like me singing this
But I can... Get out!

[Verse 3]
Rhymes exiting from the pill, be 3D graphic
Drastic, the Method Man couldn't stop my madness
I'm optimistic like the sounds of blackness
The voice wackness and wet spots on the mattress
When I give it to your man in your bed
'Cause I'm kinky as the dreads on Ziggy Marley's head
Just kidding, but I bust ass like I shouldn't
When I flows on like a 16 once bottle of Evion
Words absolutely gone
And I'm solo like the horn on the head of a unicorn
Back in Philly people say that I'm the jawn
And the buzz was the first but my face represented on
Dangerous with the 1,2 check
Bahamadia came to get total wreck
[Chorus: Fat Joe & Malcolm X]
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
I know you don't like me singing this
But I can... Get out!