Ultramagnetic MC's - People Can Talk lyrics

Well I flick flick, flow flow, niggaz know I'm no joke

Can I get a deal, can I rhyme you dumb slow poke?

I'm not the wiggy one, heavy like a megaton

I got a shell and a pretty black shotgun

The Fourth Horseman, the biggy boss man

I do my dirty work and travel when I cross men

Don't call me Rocky, Marcy-or-the-ano

A white band with a black grand piano

People gather 'round on my pee pee, penis

I stomp out quick, you catch a porno flick

I got a major label hoppin on my drumstick

I kick anus, I rock a rectum

Who's the A&R, disrespect 'em

I see brother get down and sign a whack group

You Uncle Tom, you black Fruit Loop

So what you know about rap you little fairy?

Critics can walk and suck my wee wee okay~!

I drop bombs like the paper called The Times

Rappers are whack, you paid 'em forty G's

People can talk, say what they want

Hey! I'm over here and over there, been there and everywhere

Take a look stop and stare, GLANCE and then compare

Where's your ears boy? Rhythm the top choice

You know you can't front on me, cause now I got the voice

Here I here I come, not the wannabeez

AC/DC's, and the Bee Gee's

Groups that can't - rap, groups that can't - sing

Groups that have a gimmick more image and other things

My name ain't - Quayle, my name ain't - Bush

A 4-H-M, a superstar with push

The ragga mecha don, with suckers on my cock

You know I got the flavor, so why you got the boogies?

Sham, buddy!