Chorus:



Comin' In Ya Ear With A Mic And A Drum (x3)



Comin' In Ya Ear With A Mic




[Swayzack]



Ya Better Believe That I'll Be Dreamin' Of A Black Chrismas



And At The Top Of My List Is A Fatspliff



And Ya Know It's A Hoota Of The Buddah Blessed



True To The Blue Cause I Got Sigma On My Chest



And We Rest Because Our Cause Speeds On Its Way



It's On Our Way, We're On Our Way, The S I G M A



So What Do You Say? What Do You Know? Where You Like To Go?



To The Step Show With A Pro Or With A Falsetto



And What I Mean Is A Speaker Who Can't See The Light



He Cooks His Rhymes In A Breaker Puts 'em In A Pipe



I'm Not The Type, I'm Not The Type, I Say It One More Time



I'm Not The Type To Be Sublime In Any Rhyme Of Mine




[Madd]



I Heard You Wasn't Down With These Philly Mutherf**kers



Instead Of Welches Grape You Used Some Shit Called Smuckers



Well Knucker, I'm Here Ta Letyou Know Just What I Think O' That



To Quotemy Man Chico "Smooth Move Ex-Lax"



Ya Slippin' Tryin' Ta Keep Pace With The Driver



But You Can't Even Catch My Saliva



>From Drippin', I'm Spittin', All Over You Like Pippen



Scottie Beam Me Up Cause All These Lunatics Are Flippin'



Like A Tumbler, I'm The Rumbler, Not Stevie But Wonder



Not A Stumbler Or A Blumbler Over Words That You Can't Understand



My Man, 50 Grand, Shakin' Hands



If I Had A Bird Brain Last Name... I'd Be Dan




[OaTie]



While I Get Mine Ya Bitin' Rhymes Like A Canine



Day Nine In Line Welfare Line Time



A Pro Lifer Is The Piper That I'd Like Ta Uh



Roll A Rolla Roll On {line Style Ala O. Konfusion}



If It Is The Early Morning Dawn, I'll Sing That Song Like Orlando