Kickin' lyrics right to your brain. When you hear this sound you'll be right as rain. IF YOU -IF YOU-WANNA KNOW-WANNA KNOW-THE REAL DEAL ABOUT THE 3 -WELL LET ME TELL YOU WE'RE TRIPLE TROUBLE Y'ALL-WE'RE GONNA BRING YOU UP TO SPEED 'Cause I'm a spacializer, rhyme reviser. Ain't selling out to advertisers. What you get is what you see, and you won't see me out there advertising. See I like to party, not drink Bacardi, 'cause I'm not looking to throw up on nobody. Known for my spiel, like wheelie one wheel, 'cause this is like having a delicious meal. Moving the crowd, well that's a must. I got some words that apply to us. And that's mesmerizing, tantalizing, captivating, we're devastating. IF YOU-IF YOU-WANNA KNOW-WANNA KNOW- THE REAL DEAL ABOUT THE 3 -WELL LET ME TELL YOU WE'RE TRIPLE TROUBLE Y'ALL-WE'RE GONNA BRING YOU UP TO SPEED Here's one for the bleachers and the upper tier. Versatile like All-Temp-A-Cheer. [Editor's note: Mike's brother worked for Tide.]If you wanna drink, call Mr. Belvedere. Run this rap game like a brigadier. I got kicks on the one, seven and eleven,snares on the five and thirteen. [Editor's note: Not speciffically on this song.]Rhymes on time and that's the given. We're hot on the disco scene. Check a check it. Slow down with I-me, got to stop stingin'. The source of the problem is at the origin. You've got lyrics that have got me cringin'. You're like a fish-wife quit your damn whingin'. IF YOU-IF YOU-WANNA KNOW-WANNA KNOW- THE REAL DEAL ABOUT THE 3 -WELL LET ME TELL YOU WE'RE TRIPLE TROUBLE Y'ALL -WE'RE GONNA BRING YOU UP TO SPEED Hey yo, BAM super nature God damn. Cerrone on the microphone I am. Adrock, A.K.A sharp cheddar, my rhymes are better. What the Helen of Troy is that? Did I hear you say my rhymes is wack? I'm beautiful you can't touch me. If you pick a rose, well, you might just bleed. We're originators. You can't feign ignorance or pass the blame. 'Nuff rhymes coming out the brain. 'Nuff beats to drive you insane. 'Nuff moves to make your neck crane. 'Nuff skill to make the rhymes ingrain. 'Nuff heat to leave you in flames. 'Nuff style that you can't defame. You see I walk like Jabba The Hutt, with the style so new y'all be like what? Turn the party out like a bon vivant, with the skill at will that I know you want. On a hot day sip an iced latte. Devious like Wile E. Coyote. Hot to trot-e or maybe not-e. 'Cause little did they know there was a baby in her body. Mesmerizing. Tantalizing. Captivating. Devastating. IF YOU-IF YOU-WANNA KNOW-WANNA KNOW-THE REAL DEAL ABOUT THE 3-WELL LET ME TELL YOU WE'RE TRIPLE TROUBLE Y'ALL-WE'RE GONNA BRING YOU UP TO SPEED
