Set The sh*t Straight lyrics

[Intro]
Take me awa-a-ay

[Hook]
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight

[Verse 1]
Freeze, come swingin' out the trees
It’s the blood spillin', Devil killin', nappy headed G's
Maskin' gorilla
The thriller from Manilla, and mothaf*ck Phyllis Diller
You a killer, loc, well, you a killer, too


[Verse 2]
And one time can’t f*ck with the voodoo
It’s on like Donkey Kong, with no Mario, it’s the wild safari show
I feel like Muhammad Ali, sockin' on Spinks
(sh*t, I’m like a sphinx)
Now how f*ckin' silly can you be?
Tryin' to free willy? mothaf*cka, free me
Damn, if you must know, I'm odd
I wanna be like master farad and ask the god
No I ain’t lookin for a mate, 'cause that ain’t nothin' but the bait
[Hook]
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight

[Verse 3]
I got on my black face, but I ain’t f*ckin whoopie
'Cause that trick rather stick with a rookie
Never want to be a pig like Fonzarelli
More like Jim Kelly, which, now I got a celly
Uh, that’s me black, sleestack, chasin' punks through pyramids
Look in the mirror, kid

[Verse 4]
Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the top choice of them all
Yeah, there was a rumble dumble, but watch a n*gga stumble, Now once stuck, was 7 years bad luck

[Verse 5]
No, I ain’t swooptie, but I’m the swoop (Boop)
Wish I could beat the sh*t out the duke
Banned in the USA like Luke, ta-dow, how ya like me now?

[Verse 6]
See blacks and Mexicans must take a stand
I’m down with Chico and not with the man
[Verse 7]
So grab the tre-eight and make the fool hit the gate
It’s on, and I can’t wait, 'cause

[Hook]
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight

[Bridge]
Could you please stop, pick me up
Pick me up

[Verse 8]
To regulate means we gotta put in work
Doin' tons and tons of dirt (stay alert)

[Verse 9]
When Da Lench Mob is bailin' through ya area
I’m the Pitbull terrieor
I wanna bury ya, I won’t marry ya, if you a gave, b*tch
Never seen a slave rich

[Verse 10]
We’re like the jungle dons, so we can carry on with the G
But you can’t see me, pump yo' brakes
Man, f*ck yo' brakes, and f*ck Daryl Gates, (that’s right)
Fool, we eat steaks
[Verse 11]
So recognize game, motherf*cka
And recognize that T-Bones my name
Mothaf*cka, it’s on like this

[Verse 12]
And it’s on like that
Kinky, flat, I'm hitched back
We got a date with fate and we can’t be late
And it’s about a quarter to eight

[Hook]
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight
We gotta regulate, we gotta regulate
We gotta bust, kick up dust, and set this sh*t straight