Lyrics

I meant to do that Ha ha ha ha! I was coolin' at a jam with my boys in Nelson Park Up in the Bronx where the suckers get stomped It was me, Reef, James, Bob, and McBoo Hundreds plus the 64th Street crew We was coolin', but I was tryin' to debate Should I pick up the mic but a sucker went "Wait" He asked me if I was D-Nice the 808 I said "Yeah, and get the hell outta my face" He claimed he was the greatest MC and ready to throw His DJ cut up a break beat and whatta ya know He picked up the microphone and these Played out rhymes that went out like striped Lees, huh He said "Huh!" and I said "Yo" Take those rhymes and give 'em back to Kurtis Blow 'Cause these ain't the breaks and I hold the weight To try and challenge me and my crew is a mistake You must be... Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Break Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha So I picked up the microphone and got live He was confused and had his hand by his side McBoo laughed and James knew the time And Hundreds and Reef had their hands on the nine They was waitin' for his crew to approach me They made a move but my crew was watching closely Boo said "Yo, allow me to diss you" "Make another move and you'll be swallowin' a pistol" "What did you think, before you stepped up?" He mumbled somethin' smart and James said "Shutup" He said "Shutup? Who made you chief?" He laughed and Reef put the gun to his teeth His crew ran and he was left alone Beggin' and prayin' hopin' he could go home Now what did he have to mess with me the 808? To try and challenge me and my crew is a mistake You must be... Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Now I'm whatya call D-Nice, the 808 I'm for real and you know I'm no fake I go do a show travel, from state to state And any rapper who tries me is the rapper that I'll break I love to have a candlelight dinner at eight Prefer to take a nice young lady on a date I may eat fish but I could never eat steak So when you cook me dinner don't put it on my plate When I find a girl I'ma call her my mate I love to make love, but I never ever rate I stand alone and hold my own weight To try and challenge me and my crew is a mistake You must be... Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda Under some budda Under some budda Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda Under some budda Under some budda Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it Under some budda, be under some budda Under some budda, be under it