Well, have a seat right there
Put cha feet right up!
‘Cause it’s a rhymin’ affair
‘Bout when he was a pup
No smoke, no strings
Just the lyrical fact
And my favorite things
Ya won’t know how to react

Jump…jump… uh! Now work it!
One time for the kids, come on
That’s right, that’s right, jump up
Uh… now break it down now

Awwww… from the streets of Venice
In west FL
The useless MENACE
That’s where he fell!
Coke-bottle glasses
Like some kinda nerd?
You gots to warn the masses
‘Cause he’s bringing it, word!

Awwww yeah, that junk was mad useless, yo
But this is how we gon’ do this
I want all the breakers out on the floor
Yo DJ …this next verse is for the LADIES

Like a screen door, Pops
On a submarine
My purpose flops
Everywhere he’s seen
Or like an inkless pen
Or an orange that’s juiceless
Or American yen
You can call him useless!

Uh…yeah…come on, come on
That’s right, y’all, uh, you know it
Now make your neck work

…1985…

Where my party people at?
That was OLD school!!