[Verse One]  The entertainer who flips shows thats the bomb like 2 chicks  Threw your acoustics when on stage I use wits  To all ya dogs let it be known I abuse pitts  Lyricists stay focus to burn while ya crew sits  The truth its the one to break trees to tooth picks  Even some chewsticks floating on cruise ships  For battles I use whips without ya lyric proof kit  You'll get bruised quick beat me suck a moose dick  What are you stupid hyper then kids' on school trips  I make groups quit troops split footage for news clips  With babe ruth hits without ponch I produce chips  Impact with bruce kicks you a jokes like spoof flicks  All ya'll dreamers go head knock yaself out make ya boots click  Hang like the loose lips on one of those lukes tricks  If you aint a ass i'll cut off ya toes till the shoe fits  With more milk then a cow with 42 tits    [Chorus]  The show must go on  If I aint have a mic check and the sound aint right yet  Soundman  The show must go on  When there aint a backstage but the crowds in a rage  The show must go on  If heads can't hear in the rear and wanna rock bring that shit right here  The show must go on  If niggas wanna act like they thugs throw em out cause we came here to bug    [Verse Two]  We rocking our shows all retarded opening acts departed  Like we farted looking hard kid we bard it  Hamburgers dont know im chimpanzee hearted  Rock for the respect and do it for the art quick  You ya d.j. and dancer makes 3 targets  You see tony montanas face d scared it  Won't stop till billboard has my energy charted  My lyrics alone is throne for t.d. yardage  To beats that be guarded but ya dees garbage  My albums outta this world only E.Ts got it  Follow where we trotted not even d.t.s spot it  Smack niggas and they be like he started    [Break]  Dees flow beat yos chico he grows from below people continue  Do re me fa so la di do blast stereos D ready go    (hi break go on)    [Verse Three]  D sturbed likes laugh alot but on this one thats gonna have to stop  You astronauts didnt know I spit acid drops  Funkier then ass and socks you ain't got half the props  Should get reck by a mass of cops who own masterlocks  Ahead of my time rhymes designed by magnavox  I blast you jocks ya all hyper then a fag with cox  When it comes to mics i'm the first and the last to rock  Spit on traffic cops cornier then that show mash on fox  Jackie chan is nice but I pocess faster chops  Feel aftershocks pass my block burning plastic pots  For u existing i'll smack ya pops  Battling me is a violation like throwing trash in lots  You dont need to ask its hot and my staff with glocks  Be on the low like heads running putting graff on spots  Smash ya plots live long taking ya cash and crops  Don't know the time flavor flav hit em with a bag of clocks yeahaaa boyeee    [chorus]    [Singing]  The show must go on  For you and for me  So we can all enjoy  What I do naturally