JUNE BUG

 

[Kool june bug]

 

Yo H, turn on the TV

 

This guy like here look just like me

 

Look at everything that he's doing

 

He is what you call a clone

 

Look at his wigs, costumes

 

A whole replacement

 

He got no shame, look

 

 

Look at you copying my style, actin like you creative

 

Flaunting your costumes and wigs

 

With some old fake wannabe French rap junk

 

My son take it personal, you and me

 

Ask everybody in your record company how you follow me and swallow me

 

You got the nerve to get the pace and rap fast, youse a rap ass

 

Walkin around in clown gear, you come down here

 

I gave birth to you

 

Yeah for you to be different ask anybody down South

 

How you talk with white stuff around your mouth

 

The nerve of you, with no tight rhymes, I must serve to you

 

Uncle Tom Buckwheat boy, youse a local town toy

 

And your man just started rappin yesterday

 

Y'all didn't even take the test today

 

Pay your dues and step out of my rap shoes

 

And tell the truth to John Sallie on NBC News

 

Uncreative black boy, you whack boy

 

Actin like you a genius, notice I called you boy

 

 

[Chorus]

 

Copy what you want to, steal my stuff

 

You can copy this if you want to

 

Copy what you want to, steal my stuff

 

You can copy this if you want to

 

Copy what you want to, steal my stuff

 

 

[H-Bomb]

 

You can flow jock detox Fort Knox sportin Red Sox

 

Stuff affected my uncle's Red Foxx box

 

Niggaz, collaborate with cheese on crackers

 

Jackers with Keith Rock quarterbackin for the Green Bay Packers

 

Actors, and actresses evacuate the premises

 

Y'all be out there like them two sisters with nappy hair

 

and corn row plated tail extenders

 

Message style is softer than Jill Scott, you don't even have a spot

 

Kool Keith lookalikes, Dr. Dre clones, memory log

 

Record companies signin kids that act like Snoop Dogg

 

Jog, 20 laps forced to cheat on my income tax relax

 

Beyonce's looking for her green contacts

 

Ask, me who I come with, ask me who I know

 

You checked into Uncle Tom's Cabin with Benz green

 

At a buck show below prices you don't know what nice is

 

Don't ask me how much for my leathers and ostriches

 

You don't know what the price is

 

 

[Chorus: repeat 4X with ad libs]

 

Copy what you want to, steal my stuff

 

You can copy this if you want to

 

 

[Marc Live]

 

Executive decisions you bit for years, you know you drink beers

 

You can't change your lifestyle in one year

 

You crazy, it's hard to rhyme

 

Bitch jump in the booth like it's party time

 

I know some kids that died shufflin and tapping

 

I stopped dancin in '88

 

I'll start clappin, you just wait

 

You late and figured out, scientists mixed my formula

 

A lot of chemists own funky prototypes, you'll never sound like me

 

Cheap and choppy, you sweatin bullets, workin hard

 

Pamela said get a job

 

You slob, we picket your company

 

With Molotovs, burn down the WB

 

You get the tin cup, they don't know you!

 

Monkeys with a box of tunes, jockin now you're just buffoons

 

They'll replace you soon

 

Your kids won't be safe at school, ridiculed and ran off campus

 

No longer famous, you boys remember Amos

 

Dandy, Michael and Randy, Monica and Brandy

 

I don't need your two cent Grammy

 

(You can copy this if you want to)

 

 

[Chorus: repeat 4X with ad libs]

 

Copy what you want to, steal my stuff

 

You can copy this if you want to

 

 

[Outro]

 

You can copy this all the way

 

Whoaaaaaaaaaahhhh