No time to bob or weave  Time, time time to bring the busy kids Killin' all the pirates with knots through their eyelids Back in the days, of Adam and Eve But now the rest'll take the savage beast to war  Why all my people got angry looking faces? Shifting momentum to distant and local places Freeway, thats my leeway helpin' me to score White tee red hat red bandanna Bustas look me in my eye This shout goes out to the most high, I walk through the streets of Havana You get to shaking and moving, working and hurting And my shoe game oh so vicious Off in the distance, so delicious Acting funny cuz Lola Bunny was flirting Buy targeted the hottest commodities on the market You wanna go to war let's get it in Not even Father Flannagan could save that ass once I begin Similar to old cassettes, something to cuss at