Masta Ace Incorporated - The Mad Wunz

Bust it, straight out the plaque like a smoke from a stack
It's the Masta Ase honey better chill and catch a smack
to the left check (uhh) if you speak freak watch your mouth
Cuz I'm gettin play all the way down South
And I got the dope, new, off...
...beat style, and you got beef well make stew
You hold the bowl and I'll do the pourin
Rhymes are abundant like shells on the shore and
Three little pigs made a song out of sand
The Big Bad Ase'll blow them rhymes down man
Cuz yo I'm not a sailor and my name is not Barnacle Bill But I run game like a carnival
Don't try to flex or you'll fall like September
Still got a posse just add another member
Lord D [the D stand for Digga
Rollin' Wit Umdada Masta Ase is my nigga]
Punks better slow down and check the speed limit
Get too much light and I'ma dim it
So yo bust the flex and turn in your text
to chapter four, and let me break down the law
I stay away from sluts got respect for my dick