without a doubt I'm comin' back and if you don't know

call me S. I. R. T. double O

I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the time

I make my own damn beat now all the money is mine

I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys

Ask 'em ";who do they love?"; and they all say TIDE

I'm just an M.C. rapper and nothin' else

I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself

Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes

You will never hear pause when I say these lines

So go on and on, I'm sir Too Short

just what you've been lookin' for

Like PCP or pure cocaine

DJ universe got you SPRUNG IN THE GAME

You make money, hear my rap from coast to coast

From host to host, I hear the toast:

";Too Short, love the way you that hit

here's to you, keep rhymin' and boy don't quit";

I say This is how it goes when I say my rap

Most times when I rhyme wouldn't be like that

'cause the way I write rhymes you will comprehend

I'll keep rappin' to the very end

And if you call me fake I'll say so what?

I got you standin' and noddin' like you just shot up

so boy straightin' up I'm still rappin'

comin' at you fresh. Do you know what happened?

I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with your mind

I didn't want your girl 'cause she really ain't fine

I took her to a motel could've been a hotel

It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well

She had to tell your sister, your sister told you

Now the whole damn town calls me playboy too

I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they don't stop

I'm lookin' at an empty page about to fill it up

I write only the truth, speak only to you

So if I tell you to say somethin' then you know what to do

I got rhymes, keep c12