Yeah, uh, this one's out of re
spect to you and yours, uh
I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy I'm chocolate all
over like an
Almond
Joy
What's up party people
in the place to be
Gather round for a minute and check the
MC
I really don't know what you
expecting from me
But I was born and raised to rock over the
B .C.
Me and my homies got
some tight ass racks
It's time we put the home
team back on the map
All you radio stations play
a whole lot of crap
It's like I'm hungry at the table
and you're beating scrap
So this one's for the people
who can ride the wave
And go into the battle when
I'm out of scape
See my only regret is that I
probably never gave
Enough back to hip -hop for life to save
So ride along with us as we let this shot
For anybody who put it
down we never forgot
Till we give it all we got
Cause that's how we was taught
And it only takes a second just
to blow up the spot
Cause I'm a
B -Boy
I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocked it all over
like an almond joy
I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocked it all over
like an almond joy
I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocked it all over
like an almond joy
I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocked it all over like an almond joy
We keep it lit like weed, indeed,
the rare breed
They barely get enough
of us for their needs
Our fans, some
R &B, most hip -hop and rape
I'm dark -skinned, baby,
and I can just sunbathe
Once the track's laid, that jizz'll make I become a slave to the beat,
don't know how to behave
We kept it true,
what else did you expect us to do?
Now I'm beckon you to come
and spin the record or two
I'm all the proud in the here and now,
I'll be cold
To you so -called
MC s who wanna get bold
You'll be showed in the worst ways I'm
seasoned for battle cause of the
Project
Glow
Third stage, I'm a wordsmith
Now that we're settled into 2000
We gotta repres ent somehow
There's talent in the ghetto
that we'll have to employ
With melanin in them,
they'll seek to destroy
I'm the
Rude
Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocolate all over
like an armadure
I'm the
Rude
Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
I'm chocolate all over
like an armadure
I'm a
Rude
Boy, I'm a real
McCoy
Chocolate all over like an armadure
I'm the
Rude
Boy, I'm the real
McCoy
You wanna make noise, make noise!
B -Boys make some noise
B -Girls make some noise
It's workin'
Work it out, uh
Work it out, yeah, uh
Like that
Cause we was at the party
when the jam was live
And it really wasn't poppin'
until we arrived
We was hangin' out at the club
before we could drive
With big afros like the
Jacks and
Five, uh
Comin' out the house late,
makin' it home safe
B -Boys in the place,
just had to show my face
Soon after that,
I discovered my instrument
Soon as I picked her up, we got intimate
Big up to my homeboys
who know this tune
Microphone, mic,
and when they're teaspoon
AC alone,
just stepped in the room
Now we know the flavor's in here,
the party resumes
Cause I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy I'm chocolate all
over like an armadillo
I'm a
B -Boy, I'm the real
McCoy I'm chocolate all
over like an armadillo
I'm a
B -Boy
Uh, yeah, respect to the fallen
soldiers in hip -hop
And all the fallen soldiers across the
world in the struggle, alright, easy.