Rhythm x3nnBut you can't beat the beat x3nnFirst stupid sucker never done shit for menGet in the car and I'ma drive till I'm outta gasnSlow or fast, can't put me down no morenI'm a motherfucking creature of the windnYou can't touch me, you can't touch thisnKiss my wing, kiss my knuckle, never!nScoop up chicks at the shows and take 'em homenand blow money to spendnDream the impossible dreamsnBloodstreams seems as bulimic to throw upnThrow up and flow up, flow upnSmoking in the bathroom getting kicked outta schoolnCar like a trap of your scurvy little verminnI'm a family walking through the district of Garments, Downtown Los Angeles, the gates of heavennnAll the people, they just wanna have funnStupid suckers are just so fucking temporarynMe and my crew, we're walking down the streetnBut you can't beat the beat, the beat x3nnYou put the tape in and turn the music upnYou roll down the window, stick yo' finger upnWhen I was a kid, never had any friendsnWhen I was one, started making some moneynPen and paper, two per a chillinnIn my diapers reeking days oldnNever too cool to take a requestnMom it's all right!nTake your shit off my chest!nMusic started in '74, Standed too close butnI'm worlds awaynTouch the mic, it'll burn your fingersnBottom down, instead it lingersnOld and rusty is still brand newnAlways coming through with the shapes and the crewnGirls they just wanna have fun with someone and find a man to support their kidsnnPeople just wanna have funnAll you suckers are so fucking temporarynMe and my crew walking down the streetnYou can't beat the beat, the beat x3nnThe beat x22nnOh how I hate that stupid look in your eyesnlike you already know but you pretend to be surprisednThe way you go on, I don't know where to startnThe only sound that I hear is the beating of my heartnBut it keeps me going I love the way she does menI'm a waiting child to be the man on the micnDay outta nowhere, I'll fade awaynThey try to understand me but they don't carenPut up your ones, people say practise makes perfect not worth it nownThrow a bottle on the ground to make it sound a world renownednnRhythm to the rhythmless uhummnShame to the shameless uhummnMoney to the moneyless uhummnand names to the nameless uhummnnPeople, they just wanna have funnBut all you suckers are so fucking temporarynMe and my crew walking down the streetnBut you can't beat the beat, the beat x3nnBeat x over 30 times