Give It to You

Lyrics

[Intro: Wax & Herbal T] Yo B, Wax and Herbal T! Man, you guys are old as fuck. I used to listen to you on my fucking Walkman, B Dog, dog, I used bump Grizzly Season back in middle school, dog I used to listen to you on my fucking MySpace page, top 8, B Dog, you guys are old as fuck Top 8, you're a 7 to me, B, number 7, B Yo Herbs, take 'em back! [Verse 1: Herbal T] Never gave a fuck, still not carin' Never televised like Gil Scott-Heron Jill Scott blaring out the box back in '02 Touring in the van with the whole crew Used to rock the Grape Street Pub in Manayunk Some didn't get it 'cause they didn't understand the funk Broke down in Omaha, please can somebody give my man a jump? Still sick like the measles and the mumps, still keep it Smooth like laminate, dirty like a contaminate Slammin' it, double hard like a drummer throwing a flam in it Damn, if it isn't Wax and Herbal T in this bitch Overstaying our welcome, we never leavin' this bitch We're here to stay to your dismay Attacking the track in a Chuck Norris way, fuck what the purists say Herbal T, I know the time like Morris Day Rap 'til I got nothing more to say, let the chorus play! [Chorus] You want it, you need it You got it please believe it We gon' give it to you every day You want to receive it But we don't owe you shit We gon' give it to you anyway [Verse 2: Wax] I've been running from the jump with no sign of fatigue The first time I heard something funky, I was intrigued I ain't stop to breathe since a child at 3 That's why you prima donna rhymers are way out of your league I put in my 10,000 hours for free That's why the doubters get beaten and then devoured and eaten While I wave a middle finger at the powers that be As I segway by when I'm down at the beach (You can't fuck with me when I'm in my zone) I'm in love with this microphone (You cannot keep up with either these Joneses) We saturated in dopeness Me and Herbal T, for many years, have been on tour No hotel, though, slept on rental van floors Only one thing that we stand for: loving the funk You stepping to me and my brother? Give up! [Chorus] You want it, you need it You got it please believe it We gon' give it to you every day You want to receive it But we don't owe you shit We gon' give it to you anyway [Bridge: Wax & Herbal T] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7! [Chorus] You want it, you need it You got it please believe it We gon' give it to you every day You want to receive it But we don't owe you shit We gon' give it to you anyway [Outro] Aw yeah! Citizens of Earth, you are now about to witness the rebirth of the holy spirit of Funkenstein. Have you every made love to a Czechoslovakian mermaid in the middle of a pumpkin patch? If not, then you have absolutely no reference point to even attempt to imagine how we feel right now. Wax and Herbal T are god on my planet. When we pray, we pray in their names, and Wax and Herbal T, damn it, we pray a muthafucking lot, so run for cover and hide your bitch