[verse one]   Now here comes the one on the scene to redeem, a dream   Seen a couple of years ago when I was just a teen..ager   The need to come off at that particular time wasn't major   Now I have to wear a pager   On my waist just in case I have to go someplace   Somewhere can't bear to be late, cause the race is on   For all with the ruffneck song   Even though they weren't born in the carribean like me   And others that were all brothers there's a lot in the pot   Floridian(? ) sibian(? ) to be divvian(? )   I waited for a few for mine, I knew the time was gonna come   You can bet i'ma collect the whole lump sum   Of the green, the revenue, the ducats, the monies   Is whatever you call it there's some complementary honies   I'm just the ultimate don juan nig-jacabozi(? )   Never fell, I can spell, f-e-l-l like yahtzee   For each I'm gonna reach and teach with the speech   If you riff, i'ma flip like nadia comaneci   Win the gold; the bronze is for hans and franz   I'm not (? ) on no dirty hoes, I know the pros and cons   Which will enable me to wear a cable   And collect large sums of funds   And here he - here comes - the one      [verse two]   Now here comes the man - the man that had the plan   That in one year he will gain a million fans   Heh - and if you map it out he did   Accomplish and astonish, grabbin the hearts of every kid   Yes I've created a realistic mirage in my garage   That one day chubb'll be large   Not large in the sense that I'll be immense   But my financial status and my pockets'll be the fattest around   With a boomin sound which bounds   To give hitman howie tee a royal crown   On his head or his noggin I don't how be loggin(? )   Or the simple sounds you hear in your walkman when joggin   Or toboggan down the hill with a few minutes to kill   You flipped in the tape you just barely escaped   That tree in your way you just realized that hey,   You have to be very careful of the tape that you play   If it's one of mine, you have to sit and relax   And max and prepare to hear funky tracks   And the lyrical storm cause when it rains it pours   Into retail stores, a little comedic and yours   But you know, deep in the gut, the nut   Was you-know-what, all over the cut   Yes we worked real hard to make it def and it was fun   And made it suitable to be ripped by - the one      [verse three]   The one - has the mentality of   An ignorant ruffneck, but then to get loved   Is in my heart even though externally I rarely show it   I'm not the guy you wanna go wit'   If there's beef, I'm the butcher that will go and settle it   I don't preach their rhetorhic   The one hates when you say he's number two   Or number eight on the countdown - my sound   Is unique, you sleep, you'll weap   You'll wreak of my words dangles in your cheeks   So spit em out now, read about thou - take our your camera   Take a flick of the man with the stamina   To get your girl tabitha to have a crush on this   I don't use nautilus - cause I don't pump no weights to get dates   The one is the only one   And I shall not have no other one but this one - word up!   Yo howie, flick on the beat, show me where the rhyme at   And then the jam will kick like timac(? )   Howie takes a style when he's developing my track   So you'll have the feeling of the flavor to buy that   So your audible appendages will be numb   And say, "where did hip-hop get 'em from? "   Long live the anc, walter sisulu   From south africa, mr. mandela you're the real one