Clean Up Crew

Duck Down, yeah

What up Dru Ha?

Damn man, look what you done did

BO!

[1: Rock from Helter Skelter}

Just when you thought it couldn't get any rougher

There's a Bounty on your head, guess who's the quicker picker upper?

Me! No mess on the scene, do it so fresh and so clean

Zestfully clean, baffle the fuck out of Feds and police

I'm Brillo pad rough, draw more than yo' dandruff

When I aim at yo' Head & Shoulders

I'm the salt on the street that melt the snow of that mess you don't

When I royally flush it down without the help of poker

Just a super soaker with soap suds, wash you up

(Kaboom!) Scrub free, that mighta went over your heads

But y'all should duck anyway, Rock is an Oxy

Clean you off of the face of the rap scene

Just watch me beam with the Arm & Hammer or baking soda

Suckers don't come around here no more fakin', doin' no more snakin'

(Uh-huh uh-huh) I clean house like Geoffrey

Like Kraus, like Benson, with a semi, friendly

Who called the clean up crew?

Get yourself cleaned up like a fiend that need help, who need drugs?

We'll clean up YOU (uh-huh uh-huh)

Clean house, make a clean break, start over with a clean slate

We the clean up crew

Get washed and dried, them things Maytag you, it's laundry night

We 'bout to clean up YOU!

Every last soft nigga is simple as wax on wax off niggas

Who called the clean up crew?

I'm the janitor, I come to clean up quick

The mic is the mop I clean the streets up with quick

I spit the dish and you'll get infected

I'll wipe out your whole crew and leave 'em lemon scented

The dragon has entered - the mic is there

I'm darin you jump so I can anti-bacteria{?} you

Airin your crew, I'm air fresher than you

Here's what KRS gon' do

I'ma let you clean up your act and t'ing

But you front, I'ma throw you in an Irish Spring

Dude, I'm the King like Martin Luther

You the loser like Bush

Push, that broom back and forth

Clean your ceiling, clean your walls; they don't feel you at all

Dawg, we're Swiffer, yeah you beg to differ

We Shine, you glitter, we 9 on the Richter

Listen

I can't believe dude tryin to see me

I spit the gospel like Bebe and Cece

Huh, first time a hairdo wan' see me

I get greasy, startin grinning like hee-hee-hee

Then commence the firing

Fire back big booms, you be like "What kind of iron is that?"

There's no time to react

You just the type of rapper I been dying to smack

"I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that"

But I told y'all before you're just wick-wick-wack!

We got a lot to Gain, so I'ma make you Cheer

Flows like water, bring the Tide up to here

So crazy, my formula is 409

It's Fantastik, you can go online

To get it A-L-L, that spells All

I Shout P-U-S-S-Y, that spells y'all

Look, BBI{?}, I set the trend

And my voice caress your friend so I did it again

They call me, Mr. Clean spreadin Joy on the scene

It's a New Era that's fitted for your boy on the team

Look, I'm a Comet, I bomb so toxic

You could praise Febreze but that's {?}