You wanna see a young brother from the compton tip check a grip
Well keep lookin', because the [Incomprehensible] is cookin'
Like a big old pot of neckbones, we'll tend to fire up
Because a young brother like The Quik is gettin' wired upYou know my offbeat style is flowin' all the while
I'm showin' suckers, they can't get none of this
Let alone some of this, I'm a musical genius
And if you try to play my way you'll get mugged
Like we were playing tecmo bowlI'm a producer if a rhythm is dope I choose it
And I hope you know I'd rather be doped in music
I'ma [Incomprehensible] and I was never uprooted
A young scallion in them khaki suits and bootedWith a 40 in hand I'ma take a stand
I'm lettin' 'em know they can't fade the one man band
And if a soft sucker wanna know who's to blame
[Incomprehensible] Quik is the name
Songwriters
BLAKE, DAVID MARVINPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group