I don't wanna grow up cuz I'm a True Fuschnick

We got a million styles that we compile

That we can play with



I'm a True, what? I am a True Fushnick

Repeat 3X

So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick?



I'm a rowdy roddy piper I flash my dread sherlock Holmes

The thicker the richer the bigger the dread

So I don't need no honeycomb

So eeney, meeney, miney, mo good goobelly goo I bumped my toe

Oh-oh, "oh-oh better get Maoco" chocolate Chip's about to flow

The super the cola the fraja the listic expialadope Chip

When the mic is gripped in ridobidobip bip da be bong de dang, Bo!

Cuz worries and boderations when i raps it up again and again But not

with the same FU style I'm wicked and wild and versatile

When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it's worth your while

Pause for the cause stop make way hurry up

Here I come come come

My lyrical styles are not to ifos nos in other words

They're not soft son rocks it rigade raggamuffin say it backwards

Aggarniffum so abra Fu alacazam run come follow me man

Put it by one phenomenon huminahumina I'm not done

Me-oh-me oh my hello hello hi

I'm not Huckleberry Finn I'm still speaking, shoo, fly

Don't bother i

So Fe hello hifi Fu fo, i make shapes with Pay-dough re me

Near far then I will stitch sew Lipton Tea bo Tae Kwon Do

Lyrics are bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling,

bubbling,*bubbling,*bubbling,*bubbling,*bubbling,*bubbling,*bubbling,

bubbling til' they're boiled

So don't drink the milk, Why? Cause it's rotten in other words it's

spoiled

So don't say drats, drats double or triple or quadruple drats

Me big and me black and me hot up de spot G jumping Jehosphats-acap