Spotlighting

Didn't know better debt is old let em know

That I got to get ahead before I'm old...

I been a dope fiend, sold dope so mean

So close to the edge of hope

Everybody loves a comeback some acts

Hit the crapper and never come back

But chicha-ro-nies are like pizza parties

You know that we never come wack,

The spotlight's on it's on again.

It goes on, put on my threads and get prepared to rip (e I o)

The chicharones are the shit. (u a)

So if you don't know then now you know.

There's a place I know where people go just to get their fix. (e I o)

Where the chi chi's are the shit.. (u a y)

Chi chis are the shit.

Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got,

Whatcha got, whatcha got I got to get it now

I'm a good man, bad boy, automated rap deploy-er,

Part time employer, headliner, show opener

Brainstorm weather vein, eardrum medicine,

Catch the feeling while you can, let me take you away!

I'm just an old man, dated rapper,

Accidental baby daddy, day dreamer to this day. (eh eh eh)

I'm a nice guy, heart breaker,

Part time hard worker, but my work is more like play. (eh eh)

I've been around the world,

Round the block, ran around round the clock found a

Girl around the way. (eh eh eh)

I'm a go-getter goldmine, show setter punchline specialist

When I...when I...when I take it away

Life is just a party, you can go meet anybody

Don't ever let nobody stop you,

From reachin the top and grabbing the spotlight.

Take it away!

Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got,

Whatcha got, whatcha got I got to get it now

I'm a good man bad man shoot em up with a bad man,

Can you feel the heat? Lick a shot with a cap gun

Been a skuzzbucket, hug a buzz, sluggin it back.

Punchbuggy! No punch back!

Middle class moms, caught me doing drugs

Making out with their daughters on the couch in the rec room,

We would watch a movie, sipping on a mickey

She would my dickey...jeans, I mean.

And then things would get sticky. Wwhat's a little hickey?

Between friends it depends on when and who ends it,

Get back to bumping on the back of the breeze

And pull back the brrrrap so you can actually eat...