I Got It Goin' On

Hey yo check it out I got a hype rhyme for ya

That I'll rock from London England to the boondocks of Georgia

Intelligent, benevolent, super, all the qualities of H-I-C the

alley-ooper

My main man and me we've been cool since day one

Scoopin' all the fly girls, havin' all the fun

Sport the dope threads and the hundred dollar kicks

Makin' power moves so get off my

Nah I won't say it, cos it's crystal, it's clear

I get the job done each and every year

Back in school I used to act the fool

But I rocked an A average so everything's cool

Tool, my pencil, the mic's my utensil

I wreck the mic check and you can write that in stencil

So you wonder why I made it and your shit is goin' wrong

Hey yo troop, I got it goin' on!

I'm like a mad man when I get the mic in my hand

I run loose at the mouth 'cos I really don't give a damn

I'm on a mission, chasin' a dream

When I hear the beats thump I shake like a fiend

And when the notes are blue I do the do with the Us3 crew

Right in the back log, Geoff and Melle Mel y'all

Chillin' on the track boy, mixin' up the schizmo, keepin' shit

in fit form

They got it goin' on

Patterns in the poems get you open like a spliff

If you take a sniff you might end up like a stiff

'Cos it's funky, a hip-hop junkie is what I am

Straight from Brooklyn with a gun in my hand

I'm just kiddin', or should I say fibbin' or bare faced lyin'

It doesn't matter, you know what I'm implyin'

And if you still don't know what's goin' on

Yo G I got it goin' on!

Zoom-ga-zoom zoom-ga-zoom-ga-zay

Sit back relax and I'll make your day

Radical concepts that's my choice

Freak it to the music and flow through my voice

So let's face it, it's time to get back to the basics

Sing a simple song that goes on and on and on

I'm climbin' to the top just like King Kong

And guess what? I got it goin' on!