People (people)!! It feels so good to be back! (Back!) Ladies (ladies) and
Gentlemen (gentlemen), introducin´ the new (new) and improved (improved), you (you) know who (know who)
Verse 1 Never been the type to bend or budge, the wrong button to push, no friend of Bush I´m the centerpiece, you´re a Maltese I´m a pitbull off his leash All this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo, I´m back now, I´ve come to release this info I´ll be brief and let me just keep shit simple, can-a-bitch don´t want no beef with Slim? Noooo!
Chorus (2x) C´mon now, let´s all get on down, let´s do-si-do now, we gon´ have a good ol´time Don´t be scared, ´cuz there ain´t nothin´ to worry ´bout, let your hair down, and square dance with me!
Verse 2 Let your hair down to the track, yeah, kick on back Boo! The boogie monster of rap, yeah, the man´s back
With a plan to ambush this Bush administration, mush the Senate´s face in, Push this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say Somethin´ you might not like, this white hot light that I´m under, no Wonder I look so Sunburnt, oh no I won´t leave no stone unturned Oh no I won´t leave, won´t go nowhere, do-si-do, oh, yo, ho, hello there Oh, yeah, don´t think I won´t go there, go to Beirut and do a show there Yeah, you laugh till your muthafuckin´ ass gets drafted, while you´re at Band camp thinkin´ the crap can´t happen Till you fuck around, get an Anthrax napkin, inside a package wrapped in saran wrap wrappin´ Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin´, fuckin´ assassins hijackin´
Amtracks crashin´ All this terror America demands action, next thing you know you´ve got Uncle Sam´s ass askin´ To join the Army or what you´ll do for they Navy You just a baby, gettin´ recruited at eighteen You´re on a plane now, eatin´ their food and their baked beans I´m twenty-eight, they gonna take you ´fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy? When I say Hussein, you say Shady My views ain´t changed, still inhumane, wait, arraigned two days late, the date´s today, hang me!
Chorus (2x)
Verse 3 Nothin´ moves me more than a groove that soothes me, nothin´ soothes me more Than a groove that boosts me Nothin´ boosts me more, or suits me beautifully, there´s nothin´ you can do to me, stab me shoot me Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it in the antibiotic, ain´t nobody hotter and so on And yada yada, god I talk a lotta hem de lay la la la, oochie walla walla um da dah da dah da but you gotta gotta keep movin´, there´s more music to make, keep makin´ new shit, produce hits to break the monotony, what´s gotten into me? Drugs, rock, and Hennessey, thug
like I´m ´Pac on my enemies On your knees, got you under siege, somebody you would give a lung to be Hun-ga-ry, like a fuckin´ younger me, fuck the fee, I can get you jumped for free Yeah buddy, laugh, it´s funny, I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing I´m past bluffing, pass the K-Y, let´s get ready for some intense, serious ass fuckin´!
Chorus (X2)
Outro Dr. Dre, wants to square dance with me Nasty Nas, wants to square dance with me
X to the Z, wants to square dance with me Busta Rhymes, wants to square dance with me Cana-bitch, won´t square dance with me Fan-a-bitch, won´t square dance with me Canada-bis, don´t want no parts of me Dirty Dozen, wants to square dance with you Yee-Haw!!!