[Intro] ("Y-Y-Y-Y-You're blind, baby") "You're blind, baby! You're blind from the facts" - [Flavor Flav]
[Heavy D] In comes, what comes another humdrum Diddy-dum-drum, some young bum got stung One, two, three, four, five, SIX Hard as the Heavy HITS, comin with bag of tricks and pretty chicks In control of my whole stroll, know I got nuff soul A brother got bold, but he dug a hole Instead of a victory, he got e-victed, B I'm not pressed, I'm on a (Peaceful Journey) Lock like a bad lock, gotta make ya head bop Not Fred Flintstone, but I make the (bed rock) Rock to the rhythm, hell is what I give 'em I'm really sick and tired of the isms skizzisms Check microphone check microphone check it out Hev's got the huns half the brothers love to talk about Skeeze me (WHAT?) Tease me (WHAT?) Do a dime please me? Rub-a-dub-dub, it ain't easy Flex if you're flexin, sex if you're sexin Things are goin on in the Heavy D section Microphone check one, microphone check two three You can't see what I can see
[Chorus: Repeat 4X] You can't see what I can see! "You're blind, baby! You're blind from the facts" - [Flavor Flav]
[Heavy D] Here I go, here I go, here I go again then With a grin-grin, I might bag Rin Tin Tin Emergency run run, dial 911 The H-to the E-to the A- to the V- to the Y, wants a honeybun Yes I am, yes I am, the big belly man Hot damn, here I am with the mic in my hand Abracadabra-ic, silk my favorite fab-ric Hun had fun, she was done, readin Moby Dick Me and my crew played a game called Flipper When we come around, you better tighten up your zipper I'll rip shreds in bed, Jack the Ripper Yes I drink Coke, but I'm not a coke sniffer Mac daddy-o, on the patio, sippin tea with Sweet'n'Low when I lay low, they hollerin, "Where they go?" Hev says peace to Big Kev in the barbershop Can't forget Mike, Faze-O, and Scott Twist and turn, long and yearn You had your turn, now it's my turn Microphone check one, microphone check two three You can't see what I can see
[Chorus, then Breakdown]
[Heavy D] Yes, on a smooth tip, the Overweight Lover I'm on ya radio and on ya magazine cover Drink Coca-Colo, remain the rhyme solo Like fancy clothes and once in a while, I sports polo Drinks in the house, there's a stunt on the couch with a blunt in the mouth, check it out, check it out Peace to all the Nubian sisters, who be in Twists and turns and Uptown doobiens Follow the leader, UH-UH! I got the fever, UH-UH! UH-UH! UH-UH! I'm burnin up like a heater Microphone check one, microphone check two three You can't see what I can see