Everybody want to get on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't room for both of us in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns,
stop hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't room for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns, stop hanging around
It makes me mad
when my new microphone
is on the phone
Digging down in the aborigines,
I break them down to their knees
Group them up for study,
circulate their body like disease
Pretty serious, the only way it could be
Make them lay down, stay down,
that's the way it should be
The reason,
the reason that we're here
What's the purpose?
To try and piece the puzzle in the riddle
Going out for the long haul,
I'm shooting straight up the middle
I'm all out like Hiroshima
with a double team
I'll leave an abnormality like emphysema
Ding dong, the wicked witch is dead
Like John the Baptist,
I guess you sort of lost your head
Proceeding to a road in my university
Finding more hard times
than Run -D .M .C.
Family is what this is,
we're in the long haul
Baps and Busta
Money don't front like
Canada's money
Crumbs get vacuumed,
strong as my suction
Fluxed into all those clowns
that want to be down
Everybody want to get on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't room for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns, stop hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't blue for both of us in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody wanna be down
Told you clowns, stop hanging around
Hey, Grinch, right?
Yeah, love the album, buddy
Oh, saw the video
Great stuff!
Real rap, whatever
Dozens of play -play cousins
Try to move in the house
that Goatee built
For the family
Trying to use friendship
as means of clowning
Eating all the food
And sleeping on the couch
Disturbing the peace
with outside suggestion
Seeking off Keaton
and our once -perfect harmony
Lookin' over shoulders
in supposed closed sessions
Talkin' about who you know,
thinkin' your impression
Look here, stay clean
with that industry ground stuff
All on your nose, usin' all the puffs
Finally, I think you're gonna leave
and I'm happy
Unlike Mary J, your love is on the limit
But wait a minute, here you go again
In my face again, askin' me again
Where I'm from, where I've been
Peace, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
I'm gettin' aggravated, I feel nauseated
I need a drink of water
to wash down the vomit
I wish I had some commie
to wash away the grime
Don't take it personal to me,
you seem shifty
By the way,
uh, how much you say you weigh?
Oh, a pound, yeah
Everybody wanna get on,
everybody wanna be down
Ain't room for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody wanna be down
Told you clowns,
stop hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody wanna be down
Ain't room for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody wanna be down
Told you clowns, stop hanging around
Everybody wanna get on,
everybody wanna be down,
ain't room for both of us
in this town.
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns stop
hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't no for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns stop
hanging around
Everybody want to get on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't no for both of us in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns stop
hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't good for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns,
stop hanging around
Everybody want to get on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't good for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns,
stop hanging around
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Ain't good for both of us
in this town
Everybody want on,
everybody want to be down
Told you clowns,
stop hanging around
Everybody want to get on
Grits 
