[Intro: Tony Touch scratches, (A.G.)]

"To-T-T-T-T-Tony Touch!" "Tony Tou-" "Tou-T-T-T-Touch-" "Big L"

"I’m runnin with A., you runnin' with B-B–"

"I’m-I’m–" "I’m runnin with A., you runnin' with B-B–" "Big L"

(Talk to ‘em, man)

[Verse 1: A.G.]

Take 50 MC’s all at the same time

Line ‘em all up, put me on the other side

Let’s bang, see who remain, after we collide

That’s rap, got hamburger beef with fries

So diverse, I curse the bubble gum rapper

Turnin' my culture into laughter

Nah, homeboy, I’m a champ, see it swingin' from the rafter

So I make it harder for those that go after

On the quiet storm, this art at it’s highest form

Mama threw the crown on the day I was born

I’m a lion, you just lyin', go against The Giant

Our music is a science, not shit that we tryin'

I’m flyin', you stranded on the runway

So underground they built the booth in the motherfuckin' subway

Shell Toe Adidas for Run and D and ‘em (Uh-huh!)

"Sucker MC’s" – I find and "Ether" them

The fourth generation that A. is speakin to

Since Peanut Chews, Gazelles, and Adidas suits

To – Timberlands, Air’s and Monclair’s

It don’t matter with A. – when I speak, they all ears

If you disagree, and wanna make it real

A.G. D.I.T.C. "@" Gmail

Been ill since Sally sold seashells

Down by the seashore; how much wood could a wood chuck?

Made a small list of all the berries I would fuck

My drive so impressive, I lift my hood up

Impregnate the track with my lingo

Made Tony Touch the Godfather, baptized the single

[Verse 2: Masta Ace]

Y’all cats could forget it, I’m about to set it

Somebody ’bout to get deaded, you better call the medic

If you standin ’round oblivious, it’s somethin' serious

‘Bout to happen to you, dog, I’ma let it

I be the author that wrote the book, you read it

I be the cash-in-hand, my man, not credit

My energy kinetic

If you got money to spend – if this here is my year, you can bet it

I take a dip in the pool and don’t need a towel

I can spell "Mississippi" and don’t need a vowel

I can hug a grizzly bear, smellin' like a bucket of trout

No doubt, you won’t even growl

I be the best in the nation, make a notation

No song in rotation, full of confrontation

I could give the 'I Have A Dream' speech to the Klu Klux Klan

And I'd get a standin' ovation

Chose your location, I go there, you met me

My name tattooed on chicks who never met me

I got plans – me and my mans and four Becky’s

Tony Touch in the clutch, case of Dos Equis

I make a fist, put my whole hand in your girl

I am – 'The Most Interesting Man in the World'

I make a fist, put my whole hand in your girl

I am – 'The Most Interesting Man in the World'

Let’s go!