[Craig Mack]
Hah!
My momma said back when I was born
that you was warned so now your ass gets torn
(Wake it up Mack)
My style is bonafide
Fortified on my bad side an MC on a high
Now we about to set this off
Bass and funk rattlin (one two) send MC`s up North
I never had to fight with the mic
I make the funk so dynamite
so parasite MC`s might wanna bite
Welcome to 1994 (welcome) beats that thump
Rhymes that`s bumpin now at your backdoor
Never figured Mack got funk for days (what)
When Project: Funk Da World brought the brand new craze
(wake it up)
And MC`s can`t get one line
when the genuine take out deep max on your mind
I`ma hit you with the boom pow
Bolder than Moscow, MC`s your judgment`s now
Here it comes
MC`s.. your judgment is.. now (now MC`s)
MC`s your judgment day is now (it`s time, here it comes)
MC`s.. your judgment is.. (hahhh) now
As we get down - MC`s your judgment day is now
Here it comes, boyeee
Here comes the one they call King MC
If you`re tired of those phony fake rhymes that be (fake)
I`m back with this deeper than Minds of Minolta
Preachin better than preacher up on an altar
(Amen boy)
I feel that I have pardoned, pardoned
No need for bad grammar startin in my MC garden
(chomp chomp)
And I`ma kinda hungry tonight
So I pulls out the ground a fat rhyme to recite
I don`t means to boast but the most is me your host
On post, kickin flav til they ghost (ghost)
Craig Mack is here to stay
Rugged as a mountain bike on MC judgment day
(go ahead)
From now until the Earth`s gone
In the chess game of rap, MC`s ain`t nothin but a pawn
(your move)
As the rap romps through your town (through your town)
And MC`s around, time to put your panties down (put it down)
MC`s.. your judgment is.. now (it`s time)
MC`s your judgement is now (MC`s, check your clock, it`s on)
MC`s (MC`s) your judgment is.. (hahhh) now (Mack the dope)
MC`s your judgment day is now (with the flav, gettin down)
It was a rumble tumble, I put the bee inside the bumble
Kickin wicked type of hyper, won`t never fumble (ahh)
I float like a tugboat do
Watch the virus, Mack the dope, start affectin you
Is rap real? You can`t deal, what`s the matter?
The badder the Don Dadda is still gettin fatter
You be lovin how it sound and shit
And have you dance when I battle for the sponsorin
And you can thank Bad Boy for that
A technique for layin MC`s on the mat
Scat, scoot, pussy couldn`t make a louder hoop
when I pollute, the world with funk to the roof
Mad rhymes we bust, in God we trust
And MC`s don`t discuss when ya turn back to dust
(Ashes to ashes)
Mark the year, 1994.. when MC`s hit the floor
MC`s.. your judgment is.. (hahhh) now
MC`s your judgment is now (Final Call, MC`s, we get down)
MC`s.. your judgment is.. (here comes the Mack) now
(to clean house) MC`s your judgment day is now, boyeee
(Here it comes boyee, it`s time, hahhh.. ahahHHHHH, boyeee)
