s*** god d*** m*********** I'm back
My name ain't Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripper
So watch me whip another funky rhyme
Black hoes sayin' that honky's fine
Gettin' mine, just like I'm supposed to
And if you f*** with the Rock, I'll roast you
A little toast to the real MC's
Ain't no love for the wannabe's
So, hey ho don't call me Joe
'Cause the Joe's I know, can't even flow
I can battle rap, and all that other c***
So if ya don't want none, better step to the back
I'm from the m***********' old school
Basement party's in the Clem fool
Talkin' that trash, I wish you would
Come step to Rock, it's all good
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Now it's the Marlboro smokin', fine hoe pokin'
Kind bud, be the bud's I'm tokin'
Hittin' you straight with the fresh s***
Mid western funk, and I'm the best b****
The K to the I to the chrome D's
In the Grand Marquees sippin' O-E
Pimpin' Rock, it's my name, my game
Servin' you hoe's like it ain't no thang
I'm a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singin'
I don't care who comes, but what the f*** you bringin'
s***, one time, one rhyme
'Cause I'm, that m***********' ill one, with a steel d***
Hittin' you hoe's with the real s***
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya Keep On
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Now if you don't know hoe, I'm the man in the dark
I got more riffs than Stanley Clark
Or George Duke, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky loot
So if ya want some, get some
If ya need some, here's some
If ya don't, just step to the rear son
'Cause I'm commin with the quickness
If you dis this b****, you'll wind up on my hit list
I'll put a bounty on your head
McCough County b****, ain't a good place to wind up dead
'Cause i'm a real relavent, elevent, type menace
But it ain't Rocky Dennis
Watch me bend this rhyme in half
I'm like Moses, with the mic is my staff
Layin' down them 10 commandments
Thou shall not dis the Rock god dammit
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
You keep
Rock the house
Stop it's a party
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Jam...uh...jam
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
You keep
My name ain't Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripper
So watch me whip another funky rhyme
Black hoes sayin' that honky's fine
Gettin' mine, just like I'm supposed to
And if you f*** with the Rock, I'll roast you
A little toast to the real MC's
Ain't no love for the wannabe's
So, hey ho don't call me Joe
'Cause the Joe's I know, can't even flow
I can battle rap, and all that other c***
So if ya don't want none, better step to the back
I'm from the m***********' old school
Basement party's in the Clem fool
Talkin' that trash, I wish you would
Come step to Rock, it's all good
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Rock... rock the house
Now it's the Marlboro smokin', fine hoe pokin'
Kind bud, be the bud's I'm tokin'
Hittin' you straight with the fresh s***
Mid western funk, and I'm the best b****
The K to the I to the chrome D's
In the Grand Marquees sippin' O-E
Pimpin' Rock, it's my name, my game
Servin' you hoe's like it ain't no thang
I'm a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singin'
I don't care who comes, but what the f*** you bringin'
s***, one time, one rhyme
'Cause I'm, that m***********' ill one, with a steel d***
Hittin' you hoe's with the real s***
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya Keep On
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Now if you don't know hoe, I'm the man in the dark
I got more riffs than Stanley Clark
Or George Duke, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky loot
So if ya want some, get some
If ya need some, here's some
If ya don't, just step to the rear son
'Cause I'm commin with the quickness
If you dis this b****, you'll wind up on my hit list
I'll put a bounty on your head
McCough County b****, ain't a good place to wind up dead
'Cause i'm a real relavent, elevent, type menace
But it ain't Rocky Dennis
Watch me bend this rhyme in half
I'm like Moses, with the mic is my staff
Layin' down them 10 commandments
Thou shall not dis the Rock god dammit
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
You keep
Rock the house
Stop it's a party
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Jam...uh...jam
Ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock...rock the house
Ya keep on
Rock...rock the house
Rock...rock the house
You keep