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[Verse 1]
Come on, y'all, let's go to work
[Verse 2]
Six foot three, 260 and change
Read 'em and weep, a little comedic and strange
We can have many friends, at least people that they call that
They used your brain, but they're insane because I ignore that
No ego, 'cause I will be no platinum big-headed rapper
That don't realize there's two direction on the ladder
You wanna go 'head, walk straight, walk good
Don't blame your sales on retail, thinkin' that the store should
Think of re-orderin' about five hundred thousand
Just be glad of the success, you had and you're arousin'
[Verse 3]
Somebody's brain out there, your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin' for my turn to burn
And get a million five and a tax return
That be rapin' up, and no keepin' up with the Jonses
Long live PE, and ban Guns N' Roses
New Kids on the Block, stick to pop
No more makin' black songs, wack songs, please stop
If show business is a woman, I don't trust her
But she's gonna get knocked by The Chubbster
[Verse 4]
The Chubbster, word up
The Chubbster, word up
The Chubbster, word up
[Verse 5]
Come on, y'all, let's go to work
[Verse 6]
The Chubbster, a man that came out about 1986
With the help of Dr. Ice in the mix
And even then, kickin' lyrics that was quite potent
Howie by my side, with his pesticide for the rodents
I'd flow, get on the mic and say, "Yo, one, two"
Test and MCs start fessin'
Jettin' 'cause my weapon among the children was my gung ho attitude
To use my tongue and lash and lick them up
The pick them up, then just fix them up
Then just mix them up
[Verse 7]
With a knowledge of a man that went to college and astonished
Racist teachers with all the modern preachers
Crack beepers, yes, knowledgeable creatures
But that didn't effect The Chubbster
I'm from Brooklyn, so I have a littler hustler
In my blood, when I kick the scam
They all will flock to it
Get my music, and bop to it
Gassed my head, but I was goin' for my doctorate
Or my Ph.D, in P-A-I-D, see
I got into the business to get paid not sprayed
With BS which is an acronym for a much larger word
And if preferred, I'll say it
But then again, radio won't play it
'Cause they're cracking down on hip hop
But it will not slow down or stop
Every year it creates a sellout tour
And this year has room for The Chubbster
[Verse 8]
Chubbster, word up
Word up, word up
Chubbster, word up
[Verse 9]
Go to work
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go to work, go to work
Come on, y'all, let's go to work
[Verse 10]
Conceited, I'm not
But convinced, I am
Slam a jam that'll scare even the Son of Sam
In Sing Sing, he will sing simple songs to bring
Tears to your eyes, because you deny he's a king
Such as myself, 'cause myself is on his shelf
As for myself, I went for self, is myself
Financial health and wealth like key for Gs
'Cause cocaine keys is for those that have morphine needs
Veins all ripped up, capillaries all stitched up
A grand a day, hey you slipped up
[Verse 11]
The Chubbster doesn't believe in the drug scene
Able to make me feel hip? I'd rather wear gabardines
My quarter fill will be my thrill
My Clyde's will collide with my grill
As for drugs, that's nill
Not or no, 'cause Yo! MTV will never see me smokin' rocks
McDonald's and The Box will diss me
'Cause drugs can't assist me or assist you
Blood on your tissue that's ill, so chill
And when you come back, you better come back even harder
[Verse 12]
Praise to the man upstairs, yes, The Father
Positive tip, now dance on the floor
And have room for The Chubbster
Chubbster, word up
The Chubbster
[Verse 13]
Come on, y'all, let's go to work
Go, go, go
[Verse 14]
In '91 you will find me
Just chillin', countin' shillings, livin' it up is a must
A Benz is not needed to portray my wealth
A Jaguar is not a symbol for a star
But Nelson Mandela, is a fellow I consider to be true blue
Long live the ANC, Walter Sisulu
The rest of the people involved, the problem isn't solved yet
But you can bet
That united we stand, divided it's over
Without us, this planet will begin to nova
And get cold, dark, and scary like Pluto
And then who do you call?
You know The Chubbster
[Verse 15]
Word up
The Chubbster, word up
The Chubbster, word up
The Chubbster, word up
Go, go, go
[Verse 16]
Word up, word up
Word up
The Chubbster, word up
Come on, y'all, let's go to work
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