"yes, this is miss renee king from philadelphia. I want you to please Give me a call on area code 215-222-4209 and Im calling in reference To the music business. thank you." Dove: Hey how ya doin Sorry ya cant get through Why dont you leave your name And your number And Ill get back to you Hey how are ya doin Sorry ya cant get through But leave your name (uh) And your number And Ill get back to you. Once again its another rap bandit Fiending at I and I cant stand it Wanna be down with the day-glo Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo" "i got a funky new tune with a fly banjo" I cant understand what the problem is I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz Howd they get my name and number Then I stop to think and wonder Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town You wanna call me up? take my number down Its 222-2222 I got an answering machine that can talk to you It goes Pos: Hey how ya doin Sorry ya cant get through But leave your name and your number And Ill get back to you Yo, check it, exit the old style Enters the new But nothings new bout being hawked by a crew Or should I say flock cause around every block Theres harry, dick, and tom, with a demo in his palm Now Im with helping those who want to help themselves And flaunt a nut thats doggy as in dope But its not the mood to hear The tales of limousines and pails Of money theyll make like a pro I be like, "yo black, just play me the tape" But at the show the time to spare I just make But the songs created in they shacks Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this And now I hate they give me smiles kool-aid wide and ask, "was it def? " And with the straighest face I be like, "hell yes." I slip them the digits to papa prince paul So I dont go awol but yet I know when they call They get Mase: Hey how ya doing Sorry ya cant get through Why dont you leave your name And your number And Ill get back to you Hey how are ya doin Sorry you cant get through Why dont you leave your name and your number And Ill get back to you Check it out Party at the dug-out on diction ave Havent been to the jam in quite a while Figure Ill catch up on the latest styles stead piles and piles of demo tapes bi-da miles All I wanna do is cut on the decks wild But edition up here bi-da miles to the center Reliever of duty, plug one mosies in And I be like, "yo g, pos does all the producing" Pos: Now woe is me to the third degree Mase pulls the funny so I make like a bunny Jettin But Im getting used to this demo abuse Getting raped and giving birth to a tape Cause theres no escape from the clutches of a hawker Attached to my success, sent like a stalker Make way to my radius playin fly guy Try to get on my back they force like luke sky Me myself and I go through this act daily And rarely do I not No matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me No matter what the plot And even out on tour they be like, "yo I got a tape to play you back at the hotel" I be like "oh swell" Unveil the numeric code to dial my room And tell them to call me at noon But of course theres no answering machine in my room But a pretty young adorer Who I swung on tour And if it rings while were alone Shell answer the phone And with the quickness shell recite like a poem Dove: "hey, you done did the right thing, dial up my ring ring Now youre waiting on the beep. Say, I would love if youd sing The tune to tru instead of fronting on the speak." So no problemo, just play the demo And at the end its break out time Please oh please dont press rewind Cause Ill just lay it down the line Hey how ya doing Sorry ya cant get through Why dont you leave your name and your number And Ill get back to you Pos: Hey how ya doing Sorry ya cant get through Why dont you leave your name and your number And well get back to you.. peace yo whats up man, this is ronald master down with the fish tank Posse, man, you know man, so you know you can just hook Me up, true. you know we got this fly new jam called swimming in the Fish tank, you know we gonna rock it man, you know What Im saying, but I just need your help, prince paul gave me your Number, you know man, you just gotta do that for me, Got this fly bassline, got these fly trombones in it man, so just hook Me up, man, just look out, all right, call me back At 557-2223 all right man, just look out, all right, look out for a Brother man!