[Verse 3]
Woke up late one afternoon✦
Realized I was in the world of cartoons
He-Man told me he'd beat me up
Because he thought that I looked✦ like a Donald Duck
Then I hung out with Spiderman
He told me he was gonna✦ start a comic strip band
The Incredible Hulk was gonna✦ play the drums
Charlie Brown grabbed the guitar✦ and started to strum
Snoopy✦ tried to rock on the microphone✦
But Tom & Jerry✦ both said he should leave it alone✦
Then I hung out with Mickey✦ Mouse
He had two freaks, so we went to his house
Mickey's freak was ugly,✦ but mine was def
So I knocked it off until there wasn't none left
They were cartoon✦ characters, I met every✦ one
That story✦ is over,✦ but my rhyme ain't done
[Verse 4]
Since I'm a good friend of father✦ time
I'm not gettin'✦ older✦ as I say this rhyme
I was warmin'✦ the stove at the Alamo✦
Before✦ Booth shot Lincoln I stole the show
I was down with George at the Delaware
But I wore a Kangol,✦ not the fake white hair
Me and E-Love✦ met Sitting Bull
We made a peace pipe, then we took a pull
Then he brought more leaves✦ from a golden✦ chest
You thought it was tabacco - the shit was cess
There was a lotta✦ great men, and I met every✦ one
That story✦ is over,✦ but my rhyme ain't done
[Verse 5]
11:33, I swear it's no sooner✦
I went inside✦ my TV, I met The Honeymooners✦
Ralph wanted✦ me to bust a couple of rhymes✦
But I had my eyes on Alice's✦ behind
Norton✦ came down right about✦ that time
Lookin'✦ in the fridge, so he could swine and dine
Then I said to myself, I should give 'em a taste
So I pulled✦ the microphone✦ out my black briefcase
Said, it ain't Bob Hope or Barry✦ Manilow
Then I borrowed Norton's hat, 'cause I forgot✦ my Kangol✦
Ralph said, "I got a scheme, let me get to it"
"Norton,✦ my pal," I said, "Yo, don't even✦ do it"
They were all Honeymooners,✦ and I met every✦ one
That story✦ is over,✦ but my rhyme ain't done
[Verse 6]
'Cause my tongue cuts sharp, I hit a note like a harp
Or a harmonica,✦ Veronica,✦ I do my part
In a bedroom with leg room I'm strong like a monsoon✦
Chilled in Maui-Waui and I carry✦ a harpoon✦
Stopped at the isle that's Mali, 'cause we got ill
Wrote my name on a rock at the top of the hill
I surfed✦ on the waves,✦ made love in caves✦
And I kicked✦ the ill beats that make the natives rave
Now I'm gonna✦ tell you what all this means
From Farmers Boulevard in St. Albans,✦ Queens
There's✦ a lyrical technician who came to play
Number✦ one b-boy L.L. COOL J
All of this is just a story✦ that I made up
Def lines✦ I say on time with Cut Creator's cuts
Some of it's fiction, and some of it's fact
Not another common✦ rap with a heavy✦ drum track
A whole lotta✦ rhymes,✦ and I wrote every✦ one
That story✦ is over,✦ and my rhyme IS DONE
HUH!