[Chubb Rock]
High sprung with the beat and the groove is sweet licorice
Whether you`re white-ish, redneck-ish or (?) figureish
Whether you speak real good, or you just st-st-stammer
You a city hood or you`re just country bammer
When, afraid our records would hit the top ten
But they`re illin with the shillings makin sum dead yen scorn
Born, break up Zulu dawn
Whether Big Apple, N.Y. straight to Californ`
or Miami Beach, swing bassed up the hoochie
If you sample George Clint`, you praise crazed Bootsy
or the J.R., Texas kids with the hee-haw
And the DJ kids cut {*scratch*}
It`s strictly hip-hop, one two you don`t stop
It`s Chubb Rock with the Chubb, and with the Rawwwwwwwwk!
Testin the waters a bit
cause I don`t understand all this East/West bullshit
[Chorus]
East vs. West, one contest
Let`s see what rap kid rocks shit the best
East vs. West, one contest
Let`s see what producer produce shit the best
East vs. West, one contest
Let`s see what rap kid rocks shit the best
East vs. West, that`s nonsense
Let`s go on the ninety-six Fresh Fest
[Chubb Rock]
Whether it`s he say or she say, they say or I say
If you believe in Ali, or you call him Cassius Clay
If you`re gold or platinum if those, metals don`t happen
We`re, all up in this peace rappin, no hands clappin
until me done when the simple tone turns into a hum
Praise to D.M.C., I might need help from Reverand Run
If you boast to each coast, and you test who`s the best
Thank God Jehovah, Allah and Buddha bless
People, no sequel cause I might be dead next week
And after next week I can`t turn the other cheek
This against that, high against the - hat
Black against black that is wack against wack
I`ve seen the promised land so the earth don`t faze me
So, I should diss my brother and let the white man pay me - nah
I`ll try to test the waters a bit
cause I don`t understand all this East/West bullshit
[Chorus]
[Chubb Rock]
Whether it`s.. or..
Whether it`s.. or..
Whether you think Magic Johnson still has the Magic
Or when Michael Jordan left basketball it was tragic
If Pat rules the Knicks or feel Rodman is a freak
If we don`t stick together we`ll be up shit`s creek people
After the single there might be a sequel level
And what we can`t solve we`ll leave for the Devil
Me myself I don`t care who`s to blame
If the shit don`t cease, we`ll all have the same name
You can say fuck it, or have two quarters in the bucket
If you`re folding sheets, or you`re folding pure nuggets
(?) If you get a record deal or a publishing deal
Whether you`re aneroxic or you have sex appeal
(?) Whether you`re food stampin, jackin a mansion
Whether you live in Compton or you chill in East Hampton
(?) Whether it`s weed or blow, your wife or your hoe
I don`t care if you mailroom`n or you CEO
You`re still a nigga..
