My, my, my music hits me so hard Makes me say "Oh my Lord" Thank you for blessing me With a mind to rhyme and two hype feet It feels good, when you know you're down A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown And I'm known as such And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch
I told you homeboy ( can't touch this) Yeah, that's how we living and you know (can't touch this) Look at my eyes, man (You can't touch this) Yo, let me bust the funky lyrics (can't touch this)
Fresh new kicks, advance You gotta like that, now you know you wanna dance So move, outta your seat And get a fly girl and catch this beat While it's rolling, hold on Pump a little bit and let 'em know it's going on Like that, like that Cold on a mission so fall them back Let 'em know, that you're too much And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch
Yo, I told you (can't touch this) Why you standing there, man? (can't touch this) Yo, sound the bell, school is in, sucka (can't touch this)
Give me a song, or rhythm Make 'em sweat, that's what I'm giving 'em Now, they know You talking about the Hammer you talking about a show That's hype, and tight Singers are sweating so pass them a wipe Or a tape, to learn What's it gonna take in the 90's to burn The charts? Legit Either work hard or you might as well quit
That's word because you know...
U Can't touch this U Can't touch this Break it down! (Music breaks down) Stop, Hathe Bay U Can't touch this
