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Intro: Afrika & Mike G 

Sammy B is on the cut 
Sammy B is on the cut 
Sammy B is on the cut 
Sammy Beeeeeeeeeeeeeee 

A: Ha hah, one two 
G: One two 
A: One two 
G: How we gonna do this? 
A: What we have here... 
G: Ya 
A: Is the Jungle Brothers... 
G: Yeah 
A: On a black piece of wax 
G: Yeah, my name is Mike G 
A: Uh huh 
G: On the mix is Sammy B 
First in line to kick the rhyme, Jungle Brother... 
A: Shazzam 
G: Yeah 
A: One big scratch, here we go 

Afrika: 

Well, I'm a sure shot shooter and I'm the big shot 
The big shot, yes the biggest, and I know I'm hot 
Say I'm the baddest, just the baddest and I'm on the top 
Sucker MC's try to stop me, but I won't stop 
As I adjust and discuss all the rhymes I bust 
I leave 'em all in the dust when I start the thrust 
They try to catch me on the mic, but I'm hard to chase 
I'm the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face 
I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, I'm smokin 
Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin 
Not a double-talker, so I don't double-talk 
Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a hawk 
But I ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation 
Reputation's at stake, but I won't break 
I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill 
I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill 

Mike G: 

Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste 
As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place 
I never fade away for forfeit or fess 
And my beat is a beat bound to be best 
Clowns craze and chase me 'cause I'm so cool 
As I ridicule the rule and fool the fool 
Ignite the party, excite the crowd 
I'll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud 
I'll make the hot get hotter when I start to rap 
And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap 
I'm a monster for music, and my means are to move 
Guys and gals'll get gray when it's time to groove 
I'm a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane 
Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain 
By my side, I'm supplied with the best of the best 
Sammy B and Shazam which means there's no contest 

Afrika: 

Well, I'm an MC debator, rhyme regulator 
Cool creator, rapper, not a raper 
A damn good fighter, party highlighter 
Lady exciter, writer, not a biter 
Suckers lookin' to me, say, "What you think they see?" 
They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky MC 
They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while 
'Til I take 'em to court and have 'em put on trial 
I let Mike G judge 'em, put 'em on the case 
Sammy B, you be my lawyer to put 'em to disgrace 
You see, I never have to worry, 'cause they both got my back 
Sammy B for the fader, Mike G for the rap 

Mike G: 

The more suckers I burn, the better suckers will learn 
That Mike G is takin' his turn to earn 
Havin' the time, the rhyme, I'm gonna get mine 
And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind 
'Cause as I rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap 
And butlers take down my orders from the words that I speak 
Because I'm strong like a horse and loud like thunder 
You mess with me, you'll be 60 feet under 
In a jungle with a force, on a straight-forward course 
And if you don't join the jungle, you should feel remorse 

Break 

Afrika: 

Ah yeah 
Yes yes y'all and you don't stop 
You keep on to the break of dawn 
You keep on to the break of dawn 
You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme 
And you can't be wack when you rap the rap 
You gotta get on the mic and do your best 
For the people in the north, south, east and west 
Like you can't judge a book by it's cover 
If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother 
Like that y'all, and you don't stop 
You keep on to the early morn 
Hey yo, I'm outta here

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