作曲 : Cooper, McFarland, Pleasant Watch out! Here it comes (*4X*) [Verse One] Hold it right there, your attention folks We came here - to fulfill your hopes But you better WATCH OUT, it might get ugly Cause you my friend are beginnin to bug me So here's a little smack, goin back to the grill again Hit you in the hat like Skipper did Gilligan So get back, before I snap like a Kit Kat And pop you in the mouth, quicker than a Tic Tac Bif bam BOOM like a Batman fight scene You defeatin U.D. that was a pipe dream Kickin you around like a hackeysack With the beats and the raps that be action packed I'm ready to go, I got my foot on the petrol And if you didn't know I steal the show like a klepto I grew up, with the love for rap But this is combat and you're about to get smacked [Chorus] I think I gotta think I gotta think I gotta hit'cha {*4X*} Like SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, get off the crack or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act, when we go SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, you better step back or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act When we go smack {*"Hit hard like the heavyweight champ"*} {*"I'll put you in your place"*} {*"Like SMACK" - Guru*} [Verse Two] We used to call them perpetrators But now if you do they'll say you're a hater Well it's true, cause I hate you And all of that hogwash that you do You, jiggy rappers are a lie and disgrace So I'm runnin up, comin with the pie in your face Cause you pose and blow kisses, your image is fictitious Hot junk, but you're a punk like Sid Vicious I was born six o'clock on the dot, ready to rock Took one look at the doc and then I blew up the spot I move the crowd like I called in a bomb threat You're nervous, I see your knees shakin, your palms sweat I come equipped with explosiveness So know the risk, or you gon' get blown to bits On the microphone I'm dangerous as Defcon 3 And you'll find out, you never shoulda slept on me [Chorus] {*more scratches*} [Chorus] That's right This one's goin out to all you cats Wearin retro jerseys with matchin hats and too much jewelry Rockin that gangster pop ringtone rap Watch out, yeah, you might get SMACKED~! Mmm, in the place
作曲 : Cooper, McFarland, Pleasant Watch out! Here it comes (*4X*) [Verse One] Hold it right there, your attention folks We came here - to fulfill your hopes But you better WATCH OUT, it might get ugly Cause you my friend are beginnin to bug me So here's a little smack, goin back to the grill again Hit you in the hat like Skipper did Gilligan So get back, before I snap like a Kit Kat And pop you in the mouth, quicker than a Tic Tac Bif bam BOOM like a Batman fight scene You defeatin U.D. that was a pipe dream Kickin you around like a hackeysack With the beats and the raps that be action packed I'm ready to go, I got my foot on the petrol And if you didn't know I steal the show like a klepto I grew up, with the love for rap But this is combat and you're about to get smacked [Chorus] I think I gotta think I gotta think I gotta hit'cha {*4X*} Like SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, get off the crack or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act, when we go SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, you better step back or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act When we go smack {*"Hit hard like the heavyweight champ"*} {*"I'll put you in your place"*} {*"Like SMACK" - Guru*} [Verse Two] We used to call them perpetrators But now if you do they'll say you're a hater Well it's true, cause I hate you And all of that hogwash that you do You, jiggy rappers are a lie and disgrace So I'm runnin up, comin with the pie in your face Cause you pose and blow kisses, your image is fictitious Hot junk, but you're a punk like Sid Vicious I was born six o'clock on the dot, ready to rock Took one look at the doc and then I blew up the spot I move the crowd like I called in a bomb threat You're nervous, I see your knees shakin, your palms sweat I come equipped with explosiveness So know the risk, or you gon' get blown to bits On the microphone I'm dangerous as Defcon 3 And you'll find out, you never shoulda slept on me [Chorus] {*more scratches*} [Chorus] That's right This one's goin out to all you cats Wearin retro jerseys with matchin hats and too much jewelry Rockin that gangster pop ringtone rap Watch out, yeah, you might get SMACKED~! Mmm, in the place
