Two Scoops of Raisins

[Intro: Common & Immenslope]

Yo man, I'm hungry man

Ay, what'chu want man? You want some breakfast or something?

I want a lil'-lil' something

Yeah, a lil' milk and cereal or somethin'?

Something man! Just a little breakfast food, y'know?

Mmm, I don't know man (ay) let's see what I got in my cabinet

Hold on, let me see what I got in my cabinet

Somebody hit me with a little, baseline or groove, knahmsayin?

Yeah, breakfast food, UHH!

[Verse 1: Common & Immenslope]

When you wish (When you wish)

Upon a star (Upon a star)

To follow what? (To follow what?)

And where you are (And where you are)

Party over here, party over there (Where?)

Look! I made ya look, ya dirty crook

Then picked your pocket, watch me

Book like Guinness, I'm a Menace, so call me hip-hop's Dennis

So open wide, and say (AHHHHH)

And I'mma slide my yolk, in your throat, and watch ya choke

On the uh-the-ah-the-uh the Daddy Long-Stroke

[Verse 2: Immenslope]

Stroke Long Daddy Money, if my name was Sunny

I'd share a scoop, Running shit like Rebels

You can call me Barney, cause I took your Fruity Pebbles

Dibble like an office on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat troop

Drop the loop, then a scooper hoop ya' like a hula

To school a fool or be sent a church to repent

I get you guessin' like jeans, you're just a hill of beans

I'm all that jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick

[Verse 3: Common]

The razzamatazz, oh please oh please just give me just one more blast

I Get Off like Prince, but I don't have to show my ass

Pass the rest, like a test, if you slip then you'll get ripped

With your handicapped pass rap, and Tales From the Crypt

I whip on that ass like base, baby

The Sense is good-GOOBELY-goo, ask Grady

[Verse 4: Immenslope & Common, Immenslope & Common]

Or Lamont, or Rollo, down at the Apollo

Come follow me now (BO! Where's Sue?) I don't know

Even En Vogue, be telling me ya don't go

When it's time for show (yea) everyone says

Ho (ho) ho (ho) couldn't be a slider

'Cause I never slip, kick it like a Damme Van flip

So don't come with your judo, cause you're just a Menudo

Emcee gettin' chewed like vegetables

[Verse 5: Common]

A cabbage is a cabbage, a lettuce is a lettuce

I'mma tear this whole joint into scraps

I bust raps, perhaps caps, and trap the wack tracks

Giving the max, for the minimum, not the minimum for the max

Get more sex than Wilt the Stilt, so you can call me the Stiltest

You're taking shorts like Arnold, so what chu talkin bout, Willis?

[Spoken: Common & Immenslope]

'Bout Willis?

Yeah, Willis

Willis ain't talking about nothing!

It's Different Strokes

Let's get back to umm, breakfast foods

Because it's, early in the morning

[Chorus: Common & Immenslope, Common & Immenslope]

Well you can have your Wheaties

You can have your Flakes

You can have your Kix

And you can have your Trix

You can have your PANcakes

You can have your Loops

But you still gotta get your Two Scoops

[Verse 6: Immenslope & Common]

To keep the hot raw, I'm rolling, rolling

Bowling, spare me! Fuss ya hushed mouth mush

Lush alcohol's excessive like a Jefferson

Moving on up -- progressive

One time for your brain, cell

And when I get through, you say aww hell, man!

Styles that I free won't, stop 'til the end

Paper I go on and go on with the pen

Get a max of funk, attack or sunk

One blow, and emcees are gone with the wind

Kicking the dumber rhyme, I'm not a prince

But I'm fresh, heating up like the summertime, summer rhyme

I'm a dime a dozen, but I keep you buzzing

Like a bee, a dozen attempts is in the toilet

'Cause I flush the dime and I'm not a Leader

'Cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme

If I kick with Rakim, you run for cover, brother

But I kick it with Petey cause I'm just another mother

Sucker, Blo Pop time (It's Blo Pop time)

It's Blo Pop time (It's Blo Pop time)

In the mix, the dimension, J.B., and Chico

It's seven, not six, my shirt extra-large

But I wear, I wear, I wear it well like DeBarge

To the finish, making ya eye pop, like you ain't spinach

Then it's, time to let you know

We count it up, one two three and fo'

[Spoken: Common & Immenslope]

UHH! Count it up

Nah, we gon' count it down

Nah man, we're gonna count it up

Mmm, let's get back to that umm, food tip though, the breakfast tip

Food tip? Well you just check

'Cause you know what we need

What can I have?

[Chorus: Common & Immenslope, Common & Immenslope]

You can have your Life

You can have your Bran

You can have your Puffs

You can have your Pebbles

You can have your Krunch

And you can have your Loops

But you still gotta get your Two Scoops

[Verse 7: Common]

Around and round and upside down, and upside down we go

Woah! I'mma sneak in the front row

Not Jethro, I'm not a Jethro, on skid row

I don't wear Monie's hat, but I was a Monkey in the Middle

Hey diddle diddle, you can Kibble a Bit

I take a squat, and booty MC's be saying oh shit

Yo, I turn Bucktown into Fucktown

You're just a field goal, kid, and I'm a touchdown

With the next point to the next joint, so tell Spike about it

I'm all that, that your bitch be writing home about it

Shout it out, praise the Lord, hallelujah!

This could be love, but umm, don't let 'em fool ya

'Cause when I do ya, come down, come down after me come

Yeah sorry Sugar Plums, but umm, I gotta run

Run Jesse Run, keep hope alive

I'm down with the B-boys, fuck the Jackson 5

You jive-ass turkey, a-pit-apitta-a-aperk be

You can get ill, but don't, hurt me, hurt me

Or irk me, cause see I'll outsmart you like the Urkel

B-boys at the school of hard knocks, in a circle

Pass the sess blunt, yeah stud, you ain't know?

I wanna go bang, I said, bang-o, bang-oh bang-oh

Or bojangle, jingle jangle, run the jewel

Hip-hip, hooray, oh now you wanna be a Luvabull?

Don't push or pull, or you'll see, I'mma wreck it out

MC's be checking in, but they don't be checking out

I leave 'em out on the canvas

So click your heels twice and take your ass back to Kansas