Who Stole the Pebble

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Poc Fu] I'll leave ya shook up with shit I cook up because I'm nice I move like Jerry Rice on the mic device Lyrics pour like rain with more soul than train Incredible like the Hulk with Dr. Banner's brain Making more noise than thunder Making Stevie wonder how could one man get so ill with his rapping skill That could stimulate ya mind and give ya brain a tumor Kick a rhyme that's even fatter than the laces in my suede Pumas The solo flexes on deck with a texture Of movers so smooth like that nigga [?] Burnin' up your chest like a bottle of Bacardi Y'all niggas couldn't see me if you threw a search party I'll mutilate ya head, I don't care whose side you on I got more game, I'm swift like Hakeem Olajuwon Stomping heavy on the scene, I'll strike like wolverine Gettin' loose, kickin' crazy styles like Bruce, so tell me [Chorus] Who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand [Verse 2: Chip Fu] Hurray! Hip, hip! I'm ready to rip shit, I'm coming through The wolf out the pack crispy black from the Fu Watch out, I'm coming again without no hee doubts 'Cause I'm a blabbermouth, a blabbermouth And I'm abouts to make stew with ya whole crew Asta mada, asta mada, hey! Asta mada with you I'm coming to steal ya ravioli and ya pasta pazoola too Now I'm off, hee, freakin' the, hee, style, the wild rhymer *kisses* So kiss my grits like, flee, flow from Mel's Diner Time to freak it deadly hehehe follow me hehe Check what I Scooby-Dooby-Doo when I'm shaggy hehe aha aha Buggin' with mind just like the Joker But I'm comin' around the mountain Fuck around, I'll surely smoke ya Hope ya know that I follow the best of the munks (who?) Buckets filled with water and I'm kicking tree trunks (who?) I'm punching brick walls, doing all type of stunts (who?) Was studying my styles, kid, for umpteen months Once we hehehe came our niggas didn't have a clue aha On how to pronounce the name and the concept kid of the Fu Now everybody hehehehe wants to do what I do and I do what I do with the Fu Now who hoo-hoo-hoo wants to battle aha that'll make me top ya No rock ya, you can ask my aunt Betty or my uncle Frankie Crocker Rocks my dreds just like ziggy, dig me, this one's a biggy With lyrics closely knitted like Lenny and Squiggy And I flex-kiz me muscles with no hustles or no hassles I'm remarkable like the kids on Little Rascals Don't give me no sticks, gimme no stones Yo I'll be throwin' the fruity pebbles And some big flint bones so back it up, I never heard of ya Step then I'll murder ya, burning ya Try to lift my style, you'll catch a hernia I'm earnin' my status, yo I'm the baddest in the west So don't test unless you want a hole in your chest so... [Chorus] Who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand [Verse 3: Moc Fu] I've been branded with the F.U. on my chest I'm the best unless you follow in my foot steps We're conceptual I bet you all fall with tears like the beers on the wall so cheers Congratulations, here's a toast to most of my peeps and my peers From the bush it looks like Brooklyn's on the map Old album went gold, now it's time to go platinum, umm... I mean more than that Plus we bust raps like a loaded gat or a pistol Now this will reign number one, our tunes rise like the Moon Kid and shine like the Sun, so run go tell a friend 'Cause it's the end plus the arrival Don't you know that kid, it's the survival of the fittest And I kick this straight from the heart and from the start Let you know I'm rippin' shit apart, so... [Chorus] Who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand Tell me who stole the pebble out the master's hand