Just plug me in just like i was eddie harris you're eating crazy 
Cheese like you'd think i'm from paris you know i get fly you 
Think i get high you know that i'm gone and i'm a tell you all why 
So tell me who are you dissing maybe i'm missing the reason that 
You're smiling or wilding so listen in my head i just want to 
Take 'em down imagination set loose and i'm gonna shake 'em 
Down let it flow like a mud slide when i get on i like to ride and 
Glide i've got depth of perception in my text y'all i get props at my 
Mention 'cause i vex y'all so what'cha want you're so funny with 
The money that you flaunt where'd you get your information from 
You think that you can front when revelation comes 
You can't front on that 
Well they call me mike d the ever loving man i'm like spoonie gee 
I'm the metropolitician you scream and you holler about my 
Chevy impala but the sweat is getting wet around the ring around 
Your collar but like a dream i'm flowing without no stopping 
Sweeter than a cherry pie with ready whip topping goin' from 
Mic to mic kickin' it wall to wall well i'll be calling out you people 
Like a casting call it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a 
Ride with your know with your flow when you're out getting by 
Believe me what you see is what you get and you see me coming off 
As you can bet i think i'm losing my mind this time 
This time i'm losing my mind 
You can't front on that 
But little do you know about something that i talk about i'm tired 
Of driving it's due time that i walk about but in the meantime, i'm 
Wise to the demise i've got eyes in the back of my head so i realize 
Well i'm dr. spock i'm here to rock y'all i want you off the wall 
If you're playing the wall so what'cha want y'all suckers write me 
Checks and then they bounce so i reach in my pocket for the 
Fresh amount see i'm the long leaner victor the cleaner 
I'm the illest motherfucker from here to gardena i'm as cool as a 
Cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce you've got the rhyme and reason 
But no cause so if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker 
Than grease i've got news for you crews 
You'll be sucking like a leach 
You can't front on that 
So what'cha want