Let's Get It On

[Heavy D]

Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin

This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig

I'm talkin about from this side to that side

East side, West side, your side, my side

It's all about being funky man

Aiyyo give me that microphone

It's Heavy D the baritone and I'm home alone dig it

and I'm always staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th

where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff

Okay okay okay okay it's Heavy D again

Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen again

You see me on your MTV and on your BET

and on your local focal point video show

Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle

No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs

cause they still my people

I'm dynamic punks panic when they see me

They get all shook up when my mic's hooked up

Let's get it on!

[chorus]x2

Untouchables at your door

(Let's get it on)

All you wack rappers hit the floor

[2pac]

How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's

Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed

I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin

thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to blink

Wonder why the police don't want to see me stackin G's

They after a playa but I won't let em capture me

I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine

I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams (deamons)

I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber

Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger

Rollin down the four-five beware of stangers

Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does

I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone

From out the ghetto where the jealous motherfuckers roam

Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me

before the penitentiary

Let's get it on!!

[chorus]x2

Untouchables at your door

(Let's get it on)

All you wack rappers hit the floor

[Grand Puba]

I thought you knew I stay true to this rhyme thing I do