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My name ain't Jack Tripper but I'm a day tripper So watch me whip another funky rhyme East side swinging with the Bones wine Getting mine, just like I'm supposed to And if you fuck with the Rock, I'll roast you A little toast to the real emcee's Ain't no love for the wannabes So hey, ho, don't call me Joe 'Cause the Joe's I know, can't even flow I can battle rap and all that other crap So if ya don't want none, better step to the back I'm from the motherfucking ole school Basement party's and the Klem fool Talking that trash, I wish you would Come step to rock, it's all good Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Now it's the Marlboro smoking, fine hoe poking Kind bud, be the bud's I'm toking Hitting you straight with the fresh shit Wid western funk and I'm the best bitch The K to the I to the chrome D's I'm the Grand Marquees sipping O E Pimping Rock, it's my name, my game Serving you hoe's like it ain't no thing Like a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singing I don't care who comes but what the fuck you bringing Shit, one time, one rhyme 'Cause I'm that motherfucking I'll one with a steel dick Hitting you hoe's with the real shit Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Now if you don't know hoe, I'm the man in the dark I got more rips than Stanly Clark Or George Clint, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky loot So if ya want some, get some if ya need some, here's some If ya don't just step to the rear, son I'm coming with the quickness If you dis this bitch, you'll wind up on my hit list I'll put a bounty on your head McLough County [unverified] bitch, ain't a good place to wind up dead 'Cause I'm a real relevant, eleventh, type menace But it ain't Rocky Dennis Watch me bang this rhyme in half I'm like Moses, with the mic as my staph Laying down them ten commandments Tho shall not dis the Rock goddamn it Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Ya' keep on, ya' keep on Ya' keep on, ya' keep on