Now who comes close gets crushed like clay pots   With Unlimited flow never stay in the same spot   Everything in life's got a place to make rock   If you feel it in your heart, reach out like Redd Foxx   Baby I'm on board, you don't need your pay stubs   In the galaxy bus, we pullin' out all stops   From the Bay to LA, just like the Grapevine   Big shout to my maker, Chemist and J5   All the women in the spot that's making the place pop   That branch from bass chocolate   Asia good cop, go in, state the obvious   Legs and tank tops   Y'all keep on truckin' you're doing a great job   For ain't no stage I won't take from playing cards   In the burgundy coats, snake boots and black socks   On the Barbary coats, playin' host to ex-wives   With the bubbly flowin', cuff links and fake rocks      [Chorus]   When I do that damn thing,   I do that damn thing   I do that damn thing   I do that there.   When I do that damn thing,   I do that damn thing   I do that damn thing   I do that there.      Now I am a warrior, faith healer, soldier   One day the ultimate general   Called me in to headquarters   Gave me an order   "Son, I bestow the gift of rap on ya   Fight for the cause but don't be a martyr"   I'm your DJ on the steel Wheel of Fortune   Gave me an order???    Show this performer ways to change culture   Yes, better believe that he did when he did   Blessed me with excellence   With the fat and the thin   ????   I'm so real y'all pretend   Pettiness ain't my thing never has never been   So many of y'all MCs never passed the entry-level position   I'm guessing eventually   Y'all feel so empty   Disappear gently   Like a whisper in the wind, come messing with LB      [Chorus]      Whoa! Cut Chemist   Whoa!   Bring it back now      Well abracadabra   I saddled up a camel, traveled the Sahara   And the avenues of Casablanca   Ran into the ??? Family snackin' on an Abba-Zabba cabbage patch    And practicin' the macarena with - who?   Santana, Santa, a panda, my grandma, Dracula, Aladdin, and the Dalai Lama   Beretta and a mannequin   Then I slipped on a banana   Landed on a hammock in Havana   Sippin' on a can of apple Fanta   Bit by a piranha when I swam into Atlantis on the back of a manta   I paddled with a spatula back to Atlanta   Where I had a hamburger with Hammer's manager   Afterwards he handed me eleven laminates for   The Tropicana where I had a romantic encounter with   Janet, Pamela, Tamara, Selma, Anna, Calamity Jane, Samantha Vanity, Miss Japan Canada and Bananarama in the back of an Acura      [Chorus]      Whoa!