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

Dre is chilling, Ruff is chilling

What more can I say? (Let's make a million)

M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most

I be rocking 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 beat me

All I wanna say is I don't really give a fuck

Cause Most he be mega

Copped the PlayStation but still play the Sega

And in the PJs I DJ and blow amps

Bad as Shrimp Scampi with the food stamps

Huh, I'm not a stranger to danger

On the streets I be known as the jaw re-arranger

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

Hoes see me coming 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 shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on the world

(Here me, yeah, shitting on the world)

(On the world) Shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on the world

(Here me, yeah, shitting on the world)

I warm it up like humidity

Mel (Man), okay I'm here till infinity

My shit be outta... space with the Ewoks

This is my planet but I never wear the Reeboks

When we rock to the beat of a cappella

Most reigns supreme, niggas grab your umbrellas

It's time to bounce so where the player, mate?

Jealous MC's still drinking on that Hatorrade

Bitches flirting with the giggles and chuckles

You'll never get the jizzy bare knuckle

'Cause I get a tingle in the jimmy after three days in it

Hold up! Back to the clinic

Uh, ah, poked your bitch in the eye

Then I step like Omega Psi Phi (awroof!)

I walk the earth like Moses

Any mackadocious, I grew up with roaches

Shows, I turn out

I got dough but still call my hoes on my burnout

But can't phone long distance

I'm a rich nigga still getting public assistance

Rocking shit on a task cam

Got MCs talking 'bout "I love you, man"

But you can't get my last bud

Or my last dove, outta beats we be making

Dre and M-E-L got the whole Earth quaking

That's how it is and that's how I want it

This is my world and I'm shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on the world

(Here me, yeah, shitting on the world)

(On the world) Shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on the world

(Here me, yeah, shitting on the world)

(On the world) Shitting on it

(On the world) Shitting on the world

(Here me, yeah, shitting on the world)

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 <i>[?]</i>

Ooh, Most come funk