作词 : Constant, Grooms, Harvey ...

Al set it off!

Hey yo, Ill you set it off!

Hey yo, Shaq set it off!

Hey yo Al, you set it off!

Hey yo Shaq, you set it off!

Hey yo, Ill, you set it off!

Eh yo, Shaq set it off!

Al, set it off:

Well, it's the mister nasty that's beyond match

Come around my way AK.A. Al Skratch

Hey yo, gimme mic check...

Nah hold up black, gimme that mic check

1-2 it's the Shaq

Hey yo, who!?

Shaquille! Ooh you know my style

I'm a' rhyme my way with big

Eh-oo-la-isle ?

Tall, schizophrenic- don't act dumb

Hey yo gimme mic check 1-2 I wanna get some

Big Ill, the bomb in the boondocks

Reporter

The border you flexin' in my section

Manslaughter

Pop in the tape, pump up the transistor

Mister, mister brassly (?)

A to the L

Finger to the trigger to the shell

As I open up the frequency

Come on and creep with me

I'll let you in on a secret, G

When I grab the microphone yo kid, I don't joke

Now cheer when I slam the jam

the Shh was dope

Mic check 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic check 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic check 1-2, 1-2, mic check

It's the Ill-Al Skratch-Shaq about to get tracked

Shaq it! I could freak it Shaqapello

This big fellow

Is that you're girlfriend?

How you doin' hello

A-E-I-O-U, and sometimes Y

Call me Jimmy Snuka 'cause I'm super fly

Now who's the man? Me

No one's greater- Big Ill

What's up Shaq?

Take me out with the fader

Knock 'em up, knock 'em up

Here I come dummy

Not even big Shaq can take a rebound from me

I'm gummy (?), my debt is set and paid in full

Comin' through like a writer or raging bull

You're jugular protect your neck

Because I'm strangling

The gang, a man, will leave you hanging

From a tree dangling

One two here I go the natural

When I start the flow

I'm not the average Joe Shmoe

Rhyme a' say rhyme a style

I mock who's style?

With the O-ee-o-ee-o-ee, o-ee-o-ee-ah

Don't let me play you

Not on this debut

With the 7-foot S-H-A-Q

Mic check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

It's the Ill-Al Skratch-Shaq about to get tracked

Hey yo I got a bling ding

Throw on the camouflage

'Cause I'm livin' too large

I'm livin' too large

Everybody know my face, now I'm down with Shaq

With the uptown connect that's right you got my back

Big Ill, I bounce like the ball in his hand

Now can I pass it back?

Yes you can, yes you can-can

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Rhymes I bust

Don't want to cuss

I'm in a rush

Plussss.. I'm on a warpath

So get lost, break off

Step off with you're stork bags (?)

Mama said knock who out

How that sound?

Down with the brothers from Brooklyn uptown

Connect!

You better hit the deck

And protect you're neck

When I end the mic check, I catch rep

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

It's the Ill-Al Skratch-Shaq about to get tracked

Tell me: who got my back?

I got you're back Shaq

I'm Big Ill, the mack

Creepin' through the hood with the nap sack

Pants sagging, hat cap to the rear

Slacker and so bobblin' cause I got the beer

You connect the funk known as mystique

Funk dunkah, lunkah funkah

My technique is at the finagle

Fly high, big up in the sky

I, why ask why?

Pleasure principle

No rump to bump hunt (?)

Times my art from Donald Trump

Inflate rhymes with my instra-pump

Tic-tac-toe I rip that flow

Like a real rap pro just to get that dough

Al-Skratch

Mac to my black groove

As I bust the jack move

My rap rules

I'm that smooth

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

It's the Ill-Al Skratch-Shaq about to get tracked

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check

Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2, mic check