Lyrics:

What the fuck, what the fuck is going on?
Let me set it straight on the topics that I'm flowing on.
Like Chuck D., Public Enemy to the nation.
Or, call me Busta Rhymes 'cause that's my occupation.
1-Hip hip hop make your body rock
Slam raw raps & rhythms that make you pop lock
Hip hip hop on the non-stop
Take it up a notch & watch the beat drop

Chorus:
I am where I am
I'm only here 'cause I wanna be
I am where I am
You don't give a damn 'cause you're a wannabe

Now, my rhymes are so phat they make Biggie look Small and if you ain't down with that then we're bound to brawl cause I got heart like De La Jolia and if you still don't know then I'll show ya.
'Cause I'm a straight refugee like L-Boogie.
Never go limp but I do it for the nookie.
I got rhymes like Jennifer Lopez gots ass.
Slap the backboard like Shaq as I dunk off a pass.

Chorus

1, 2, 1, 2, here we go.
I'm a straight pimp like Lewinsky is a ho.
I could go psycho like Buscemi in Fargo.
And, like Chris Tucker, hydroponics keep me high yo.

(repeat 1)

Chorus x 2