Back on the scene for the people's delight
You want peace for the people, then you say all right
'Cause George W's got nothing on we
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic, I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my zodiac sign is Scorpio
Look what the cat dragged in
The crème de la crème without the skim
So take a rest and mind your own biz

And that's it, that's all, that's all there is

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One for Brooklyn, two for Manhattan
Let's go to work, get those hands clappin'
I'll make you bounce, rock, roll and skate
Don't underrate how I operate
It ain't what you say, it's what you mean
Intention leads to action, that is my theme
So pay attention now as I begin to recap
Puttin' words and ideas stacked back to back
Some rhymes go flat, but mine go fizz
I got no time for the drama, 'cause stress is for kids
'Cause when you're dead and buried, well, you got no biz

And that's it, that's all, that's all there is

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Brand new

The time and place for the mind is here and now
Keep the mind present, less to worry about
But like the hammer to the nail, hit the nail on the head
Well I don't shoot blanks and I don't shoot lead
'Cause I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
T-shirt and no pants, and I dance the bugaloo
Like George Whipple on New York One
Got a hairy ass and that's no fun
I'm in the rhyme zone, a different time zone
And on the microphone, you know that I'm at home
It's time we looked past all our differences
An' that's it, that's all, that's all there is
Come on

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