[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
Eatin' Captain Crunch for lunch, don't get your panties in a bunch
Shorty passed out, he coulda put the whammy in the punch
Had he a hunch, he could get set up like one Cosby
Slidin' off of three snowflakes like Tom Bosley
Remember Charlie's Angels? They had to make some changes
Three broads with burners, these dames could get dangerous
Dude you never see will forever remain nameless
Two of them things black, the last one's stainless
Don't deal with the Devil on a deep level
They see metal and sound off like a tea kettle
Blow the spot up lovely
With no reference to skin color, God don't like ugly
Wise man once said not to showboat
And treat the yacht the same way as a rowboat ("here!")
The snakes'll hang theyself with they own rope
And watch a jewel transform to a known quote

[Chorus]
All I'm tryna do is just make mine
Why a sideline rider tryna take mine?
Cause I shine like the sun, broad day time
Puttin' facts to the claps and the bassline (you know!)
All I'm tryna do is just make mine
Why a sideline rider tryna take mine?
Cause I shine like the sun, broad day time
Puttin' facts to the claps and the bassline (you know!)