Chocolate City (feat. Mister Cee, Scoob Lover, Scrap Lover, Lil' Daddy Shane and Laree Williams)

I be the cruddy one that they call the dj mister cee
With the whole wolf pack in the place to be
Better known as the chocolate city
So scoob lover huh are ya with me
Yo I break punks up like a fight  give me the mic I'm hype
Cuz people be tellin me brothers be gellin me
Tryin to get fame from my name but they chumps and they butt-soft
They know I'm wilder than a dog with hot sauce
A mic a stage a crowd and I won't stop
I set it off and get live like an alarm clock
People thought scoob and scrap was just a nickname
Now that we rap we sell more records than coc*ine
Here comes scoob with the currrr-ly afro
No chemical reaction no need for askin pure satisfaction
My last names jackson
You slip up I get ill -- my boot to your grill
My nine kills I'm big scoob from brownsville
The worlds greatest lover the chaaaaa-clate brother
Whos the committee   3x
Scrap lover are ya with me
Yo I drop science kinda like a pigeon
Over rough tracks I tax any midget with a small digit
Smooth and mild but complicated
I put the crowd to to smashed like a driver thats intoxicated
Rappers write rhymes and talk about guns and jail
But wouldn't squeeze a lemon in a cocktail
Don't say huh  or what  and don't ask who
Cuz if you hear me I must be talkin to you
You probably thought I couldn't steal it cuz I was a dancer
I didnt have a chance but yall can kill it
You gotta be off your rocker
I'm lettin suckers know that scrap got more soul than foot locker
And if you heard I got skills believe its true
Suggest for pete rock for reminiscin over you
Its not a threat its a bet cuz hey
The last sucker who tried woulda been 25 today
Big daddy are ya with me
Yo-yo-yo-yo look out get out the way
Here comes the k the a the n the e -- huh ya better flee
Cuz I don't need no hoodie to be hard shoot
Ill kill a ni**a in a three-piece suit
I don't be havin it so the rear Ill attack
A size-15 to the buttocks a-matter-fact
A hard-core blow to the face Ill provide
To give you a crooked eye just like st  ides
Leave you home and you must be screamin and yellin
Not een kool moe dee shades can hide your swellin
I bring it rough tough
I said that I was browner than bobby so you know that its good enough
I'm untouchable to rappers my size
You dreamed of beatin me you better wake up an apologize
Some claim to be a daddy or poppa
But with me you'd have no ranks if your name was shabba
Now you know you'd too like to be with it
Shane I cause pain I make it rain
I'm wearin and tearin down to the last grain
Ha I'm not a chocolate brother but I don't mourn
Cuz I swear this vanilla kid got it goin on
So don't even step to me if you're worth nothin
Because I just might hurt somethin
My competition thinks twice cuz yo for a young ni**a I'm kinda nice
Ooooooooooooohhhh  chocolate city are ya with meeeee
Scoob and scrap and mister cee  kane and shane and laaaarrrrreeeeeee
Kaaaaaane    would your black a** sing it for mee-heee