[Intro:]      Yes yes y'all, ooh funk....   Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all   From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all   Ooh in come funk   Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all   From the ol schizzy it's the yes yizzy y'all   Ooh notes come wrong       [Verse 1:]       Dre is chillin, Ruff is chillin   What more can I say? (Let's make a million)   M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most   I be rockin on the East and the West Coast   Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith's hairline   With Jordache devils and Calvin Kleins   This shit be on my mind like O'Donnells interceptions   How would I look with Mike's complexion   Eat me, freak me, take your hand and leave me   All I wanna say is "I don't really give a fuck"   cos Most he be mega   Copped the Play Station but still play the Sega   and in the PJ's I DJ and blow amps   Bad as ?shrimp stampy? with the food stamps   Huh, I'm not a stranger to danger   On the streets I be known as the jaw rearranger   Heavy with the metal, Mel-Man rule   White boys say it now "Cool, cool, cool!!!"   I bring the fizzy that's the obvious   I got a grip but the only clip I load be the floppy disk   In the SP or the MV, see three G   Ho's see me comin in 3-D   I spread Lizzy with ten mates   Hit the skins and I break out like an inmate   Hey yo, that's how it is and that's how I want it   This is my world and I'm shittin on it       [Chorus:]      (On the world) Shittin on it   (On the world) Shittin on the world   (Here me, yeah, shittin on the world)   [repeat]      [Verse 2:]      I warm it up like humidity   Mel, okay I'm here til infinity   My shit be outta...space with the Ewok   This is my planet but I never wear the Reebok   When we rock to the beat of accapella   Most reigns supreme, niggas grab your umbrellas   It's time to bounce so where the player, mate?   Jealous MC's still drinkin on that "Hator"rade   Bitches flirtin with the giggles and chuckles   You'll never get the jezzy bare, knuckle   cos I get a tingle in the jimmy after three days in it   Hold up! Back to the clinic   Uhh, aah, poked your bitch in the eye   then I step like Omega's hifi (AWROOF!)   I walk the earth like Moses   Any mackadocious, I grew up with no chips   Shows I turn out   I got dough but still call my hos on my burnout   But can't phone long distance   I'm a rich nigga still gettin public assistance   Rockin shit on a task cam   Got MC's talkin 'bout "I love you, man"   But you can't get my last bud   or my last dove outta beats we be makin   Dre and M-E-L got the whole Earth quakin   That's how it is and that's how I want it   This is my world and I'm shittin on it       [Chorus x3]      [Outro: (over chorus)]      Yes yes y'all, ooh funk...   Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all   From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all   Ooh in come funk   Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all   Every three days and the El change ???   Ooh, Most come funk