Ya Keep On

Pass that dang coat boy I'm back
My name ain't Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripper
So watch me whip another funky rhyme
East side swingin' with the Boones wine

Gettin' mine, just like I'm supposed to
And if you fuck with the Rock, I'll roast you
A little toast to the real emcee's
Ain't no love for the want to be'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 crap
So if ya don't want none, better step to the back

I'm from the motherfuckin' ole school
Basement party's and the Klem fool
Talkin' that trash, I wish you would
Come step to Rock, it's all good

Ya keep on, ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on

Now it's the Marlboro smokin', fine hoe pokin'
Kind bud, be the bud's I'm tokin'
Hittin' you straight with the fresh shit
Wild western funk, and I'm the best biatch

The K to the I to the chrome D's
I'm the Grand Marquees sippin' O-E
Pimpin' Rock, it's my name, my game
Servin' you hoe's like it ain't no thing

Like a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singin'
I don't care who comes, but what the fuck you bringin'
Shit, one time, one rhyme
'Cause I'm that motherfuckin' ill one, with a steel dick
Hittin' you hoe's with the real shit

Ya keep on, ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on

Now if you don't know hoe, I'm the man in the dark
I got more ripps than Stanly Clark
Or George Clint, 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
I'm commin' with the quickness
If you dis this biatch, you'll wind up on my hit list

I'll put a bounty on your head
Mclough County (?) bitch, ain't a good place to wind up dead
'Cause I'm a real relevant, eleventh, type menace
But it ain't Rocky Dennis

Watch me bang this rhyme in half
I'm like Moses, with the mic. as my staph
Layin' down them 10 comandments
Tho shall not dis the Rock God damnit

Ya keep on, ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on