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Right here, right.(Yep)When I was a young boy growing in Philly, IWas sort of easy going, IWas really a silly II used to mess aroundI was kind of the class clownI hate to see you frownI hate to see people downCause I like it when fun flows like a faucet (uh)But sometimes, some guys mistake it for softnessBut I ain't no silly sappy singin softyWhen push comes to shove, ya better back up off meCause I am 6'2 and I ain't no little guy200 pounds and homie I can make the heads flyMy father told me never hit nobody firstBut if they hit you son (Yeah), take them to a hearseSo throughout my life those are the rules that I've lived byA sucker put his hands on me homie I'll give a guyA jab, jab, jab, uppercut, jabGet 'em a steaks slabAnd put 'em in a cab (Uh)Now I ain't the type of brother to go out and pick a fightBut man, man I really, really, hate to hear stuff likeMichael Jackson said, "this sorta thing silly manâ?¦"A lover not a fighter, better stay out a Philly man.SongtextePut up your dukes, so you better start boogenA sick upper punch when you lunchin' and ain't lookin'An mx uppercut, aim for the mouthNot from the north, or the east, or the west, it's comin'From da southAnd I'm throwing it hardFrom da southRight up under your guardFrom da southAn uppercut with all I got(Watch them drop!)Put up you dukes; it's time to get loose troop101, with me and you, and me and you're whole crewYou heard about the uppercut is that's what''s wrong fellasYou're all chickens and for doers getting jealousFail one bang 'emRumble and all buggin'All different names but all the same buggin'Maybe you can take me out, yeah maybe not''Cause fly into the uppercut (Here they come) and hear you're body shoutBoom shakala laka Boom shaka laka Boom! Look outIt's coming at you like a Kodak zoomNo, my name ain't Roberta, don't be giving me flakAnd if you step off track, Jack, Youâ??re taking a turn, napA muscle bound sucker, mean jack to WillWhen I walk on by better be glad I chill But if yâ??all forfeit and I feel frictionThe landlord is givinâ?? ya teeth dental pictionXâ??s over eyes and birds around ya heads, flyinâ??Limp all backLook like I hit you with a batEyes so black (diggy, diggy)Look like ya must a got em paintedDamn!That uppercutâ??s a mother ainâ??t itStep in the ringWith the kingAnd you take a chanceâ??Cause 20 seconds later yâ??all be out in a ambulanceLookin patheticAs you wrestle paramedicWhatâ??s up?Felt like a truckBut it was only an uppercutJus last week some fool got careless (Yeah)So I got triflinâ??Went right for the bare fistAfter the punch the young man didnâ??t want a fightI missed his faceBut I busted the stoplightSo put up youâ??re dukes, so you better start bookinâ??A sick upperpunch When you munchinâ??And ainâ??t lookinâ??An mx uppercut aim for your mouthNot from the north, or the east, or the west, itâ??s cominâ??From da southAnd Iâ??m throwin' it hardFrom da southRight up under youâ??re guardFrom da southAnd uppercut with all I got(Watch them drop!)YeahWord(There you go)Come, come come onâ?¦. Aus Songtexte Mania