Im Too Much Lyrics by Chubb Rock

Im Too Much Lyrics

    I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming
    I'm coming around the mountain when i'm coming
    Because i came around the town
    And everybody knows my sound is profound
    And i'm worth every pound
    The fourth lp and consumers don't sweat or fret
    Just go purchase the cassette
    The album comes on wax and on cd
    And hits hard from ft. greene to chelsea
    Walk through the color purple, then through the black rain
    Always succeed cause i always use my brain
    Married my one and only fly cutie
    And always keep my same booking agent rudy
    My pal partner sal and my main man al b. sure!
    I'm sure the friendship is secure
    Your advice about the miec is always in me
    And b sure! peace to little quincy
    And the miss give a kiss and insist the miss pump her fist
    And catch the gist of this *singing*
    I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. fun
    I'm mr. smooth rapper... i'm mr. number one
    Friends call me the chubbster, any mic that i touch
    Seems to melt in my clutch... i'm too much

    Because i take a snake and shake and bake the flake
    Until i say for goodness drake
    Don't make no more damn mistakes
    And then i dunk a skunk, hunk, a punk who drunk some junk
    And sunk into the soup of life mixed with conch
    But i don't know what to do or what to say to him
    If he wants to h it me, let him destroy his kidney
    I don't care, no te ars for fears, give the kid another beer
    Let him lose another year
    How can you do that, he knew that brew that, pursue that
    Walk down the street i'll just say "who dat?"
    Walk the other way, looking at him makes me say
    Had a good complexion, now he looks gray
    I can't leave him alone because i'm civilized
    I don't want him drinking no more st. ide's
    So my man, i got the plan
    You see the cyst growing on your wrist
    Connected to your fist, feel the gist of this
    And while you feel the gist of t his
    Go to the party and pump ya fist because *singing*
    I'm mr. chubb rocker... i'm mr. care
    I'm mr. good rapper... i'm mr. brand new year
    Friends call me the chubbster, any person i touch
    Seems to change in my clutch... i'm too much

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