I'm Too Much

I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming

I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming

Because i came around the town

And everybody knows my sound is profound

And i'm worth every pound

The fourth lp and consumers don't sweat or fret

Just go purchase the cassette

The album comes on wax and on cd

And hits hard from ft. greene to chelsea

Walk through the color purple then through the black rain

Always succeed cause i always use my brain

Married my one and only fly cutie

And always keep my same booking agent rudy

My pal partner sal and my main man al b. sure!

I'm sure the friendship is secure

Your advice about the miec is always in me

And b sure! peace to little quincy

And the miss give a kiss and insist the miss pump her fist

And catch the gist of this *singing*

I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. fun

I'm mr. smooth rapper... i'm mr. number one

Friends call me the chubbster, any mic that i touch

Seems to melt in my clutch... i'm too much

Because i take a snake and shake and bake the flake

Until i say for goodness drake

Don't make no more damn mistakes

And then i dunk a skunk, hunk, a punk who drunk some junk

And sunk into the soup of life mixed with conch

But i don't know what to do or what to say to him

If he wants to h it me, let him destroy his kidney

I don't care, no te ars for fears, give the kid another beer

Let him lose another year

How can you do that, he knew that brew that, pursue that

Walk down the street i'll just say "who dat?"

Walk the other way, looking at him makes me say

Had a good complexion, now he looks gray

I can't leave him alone because i'm civilized

I don't want him drinking no more st. ide's

So my man, i got the plan

You see the cyst growing on your wrist

Connected to your fist, feel the gist of this

And while you feel the gist of t his

Go to the party and pump ya fist because *singing*

I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. care

I'm mr. good rapper... i'm mr. brand new year

Friends call me the chubbster, any person i touch

Seems to change in my clutch... i'm too much