Check it out      (Chorus)   Check the O.R., you like it so far?   Check the O.R., you like it so far?   Check the O.R., you like it so far?   Check the O.R., you love the O.R.      Here we go, ready to set it off   From coast to coast, it's the most and it hits rough   Organized Rhyme's here to start it up   You got some trouble with your mouth you'd better shut it up   Think twice before you act and try to tackle the funky stuff   I take you suckers out like meat on a shish kebab   And you don't know it, but your girl's doin' kiss-and-rob   And you're the one who wants the corn, but you missed the cob   So here's a bit of something new:    Gimmie a toot, and salute, and I'll give you my boots   We're your need, and while I'm playing the thespian   I got a ride and you're just a pedestrian   I grab a horse and I jump like equestrian   I talk smooth like Lando Calrissian   Deal with the leader of the convoy   Make some noise for the boys as we rip points   Move your joints in a motion if you can keep up   If you can't, here's a hanky to clean your weep up   Poetics I drop, then no time for coincidence   Check the O.R.      (Chorus x2)      Check the O.R., you like it so far?   Smack your back - Can you deal with a deep scar?   I will test ya from the west of ya   Now ya know that I'm better than the best of ya   I remove you quicker than a Band-Aid   Paid backstage and I'm gone like a renegade   And I don't delay, want the replay?   Like Sinatra, got ya my way   I feel lowly so I lay low   Never lonely now that I clock dough   Flippin' women over like a pancake   And I will make mistakes in a heartbreak   Recieve honours, make you goners   Break the deuce like Jimmy Connors   I'm not a phony, preaching testimony   Send you down to the bank for the alimony   I make light of everyday establishment   With content sticking like Poli-dent   But I pay my dues   I lay more chicks than Mother Goose   Pass the O.J., 'cause I got juice   Break the silence, and make the truce   So yes yes, y'all - And you don't stop   To the beat, y'all - And you don't dare stop   To the hip, hop, hibby, hibby-dibby hip-hip-hop and you don't dare go off   Go off like a canon, you're a copier   Much sloppier so I'm gonna' drop ya   You got a demo? Well I guess I'm gonna' shop ya   Take a risk, like a disk you're floppier   Uplifted 'cause I'm gifted   Tough like algebra, but I'm twisted   You mistfit, meet the better man   Gonna' razz you just like Letterman   Hip-hop, not a weasel goin' pop   You don't stop   Check the O.R.      (Chorus x2)      Back at last to compose the next swift rap   Broom in my pocket so I don't need a hip pack   Hip-hop tactics is what I be practicin'   I don't act, I see heads and I crack 'em   Only if they need it. I'm really a nice guy   Still, I got a temp', but to the ladies I talk fly   Makin' 'em smile for a while when I begin   (Pin the chameleon) Comp'nies, here I am   Headin' the right way and I won't stop this   I'm knowin' the time, but I don't wear a pop Swatch   Play MCs when I jump like in hopscotch   Climbed the ranks, so consider me top-notch   Take control of your system when I'm in it   You wanna' get with this? I hit with persistence   Swing, the countdown, 1-2-3-4   Smooth it out, now check the O.R.      (Chorus x6)