| Artist: The UMC's | |
| Album: Unleashed | |
| Song: Time to Set it Straight | |
| Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha | |
| Yeah, nineteen ninety-three | |
| Uh-huh (UM-UMC) | |
| Bring it | |
| [Haas-G] | |
| Uno, dos, tres, cuatro | |
| Oops upside your head because I Marx ya like Groucho | |
| Aiyyo I'm not a slouch so, ladies scream and shout (HO!) | |
| Brother work it out (BO!) static bo bo bo I blow | |
| Hard like the wind then I'll spin ya topsy turvy | |
| I serve thee, here's a fruity orange for ya scurvy | |
| I'm my own lucky charm in the middle of my pants | |
| Wanna dance, I wind up and bogle on that ass, yo | |
| Rico, I'm suave, Benito, I drive a | |
| Crowd to get wild from the aisle here comes a style | |
| I'm the undisputed master of charisma party ripper like | |
| Shaq I be nimble, I be quick, I see the wack | |
| MC's who need some style | |
| Tryin to fake moves on my two I sonic boom ya like Nile | |
| Cause I'm the wildest, crazy kind of guy born free | |
| I'm Haas G (awwww) I got the shit to set you free | |
| Woooo, yeah, yeah, ha ha | |
| For my peoples yo, for my peoples (my peoples) | |
| For my peoples yo, for my peoples (my peoples) | |
| For my peoples yo, for my peoples | |
| [Kool Kim] | |
| Hey yo I be the rough rugged MC with The Streetcar Named Desire | |
| Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire | |
| Now I heard you had the matzo | |
| I put my peoples on the show and TAKE IT | |
| If we want it, so nigga don't flaunt it | |
| Now you tried to be the Don of, the hip-hop nation | |
| Yeah your beats is kind of fat, but your lyrics, starvation | |
| Now you're stumped, you gotsta have the skill to make it thump | |
| Ya damn, anal wart, herpe bump, your lyrics don't make me jump | |
| Now, I might crossover when my dough is all spent | |
| Because ain't nothin, goin on, but the rent | |
| I come from S-T-A-T-E-N-I-S-L-A-N-D | |
| And be the grand wizard lyricist, Kim UMC | |
| I serve the hot buttered SOUL on my hip-hop roll | |
| And yo I can't be undersold and, my word as good as gold | |
| I won't fold under pressure when your girl let me undress her | |
| My eyeballs out of my head like, my dear Uncle Fester | |
| Gave myself a future career from the days of Blue Cheese | |
| And now there's one thousand two thousand three thousand UMC's | |
| Uhh, yeah yeah | |
| Yo, UMC'n type situation in the house | |
| Yo, I got one question for the masses kid, one question | |
| [Kool Kim] | |
| Hey yo, who gets sex to my rhymes? HEY! | |
| C'mon, who gets sex to my rhymes? UHH! | |
| Cause you know that I can cha-cha, with Nina, Maria, Sobrito | |
| Bendejo, y Chocha, el Mixo, completo | |
| So parles vouz couche avec ma se shwa | |
| Me and Haas G, and Sousie, menage-a-tois | |
| Now, I bag the mad honies round the world for sport | |
| And then I get up, get up, inside she boom boom shots | |
| Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yo, check it out kid | |
| Yo bring em down street kid, yo bring em down (bring em down) | |
| Yo bring em down street kid, yo break em down | |
| [Haas G] | |
| Aiyyo I roll rope, on my boat, gently down the stream I turn | |
| Hood like Robin, now I'm out to get the green | |
| Cause I'm the lean mean rap machine at the fingers snap my team | |
| Tighten like grave men when I ain't misbehavin | |
| Yo just gimme a little light, I grab a mic I get started | |
| To cold act ill, uhh, get retarded | |
| Then I take off, I Jetson, like George when I wrecks em | |
| God bless em, I leave em raptified when I hex em | |
| Right on, right on, right on | |
| Yo, check it out | |
| We wanna do it like this for nineteen ninety-three | |
| First and foremost, the major shout to the mighty UMC crew | |
| I wanna say whassup to my peoples Ruckus | |
| I wanna give a massive shout to three-two-one | |
| I wanna say whassup to my peoples Cold Crush | |
| All the way down to Ill Breed | |
| I wanna say whassup to my Oran B | |
| And Cool Craig is in the house | |
| Staten Isle's in the house | |
| Staten Island comes first everytime | |
| Brooklyn's in the house | |
| Queens is in the house | |
| Uptown's in the house | |
| Bronx is in the house | |
| I wanna say whassup to Long Island kid | |
| Yeah, UMC's forever, always, we out |