DJ Revolution - Partnas Confused lyrics

"I'm so confused, I don't know what to do I think I'm going insane" -] Pharoahe Monch [Chorus: Motion Man] + (Kool Keith) Partners confused (the mouse raps when they lose) Partners is soggy - they waterheads like Bobby Partners is mildew - that's right Partners confused (the mouse raps when they lose) Partners is soggy - they waterheads like Bobby Partners is mildew - that's right [Kool Keith] Rappers are weak they bullsh**, talkin sh** They cadence is slow, them young kids are not equipped Them handicapped raps get smacked back, in the wheelchair Tuck in your an*s piece, we catch crews with rectum grease Hold down your fort, I'm veteran like Michael on the court Baldhead swift slick make your wife wanna s** my dick Rappers you know me, that keep it real sh** is phony No matter how much you smoke that weed, f** with dust I'm in yo' central, you drive fakin in the rental Frontin yo' back out, I leave you with yo' wack a** out Rhymin in Lees, with boots on and Dungarees Hosin yo' sneakers, you smell like sh** by the speakers I'm speakin peakin doin it {?} like a Puerto Rican Executive master, work around your fat stomach Exhale, expert, piss upon your Polo shirt Combat comrade, take your f**in blue doo rag No wave, no black, you just waste a can of Nu Nile You need to regroup, wipe your a** for the new style Crews with tests, I'm old, y'all "Young & the Restless" I'm here with Motion, y'all n***as rap in slow motion Think you fast with thumbs stuck up in yo' tight a** [Chorus] [Motion Man] n***as 4 cylinder, I'm V-12 and 101 My actions k**in y'all, I monkey b**h your hoe's neck She shows respect, she eats f*ggot both rap and coward I smokes a zip, get them humans out the jungle f** 'em They not equipped for these monkeys caged, throwin sh** Elephant grip, I'm snatchin rappers on the ave by they ear Like I'm they moms, rusty lip, just spittin horrible I gives advice, President's psychiatric worker Clerical nurse, I bet your mother's husband rocks a purse n***as confused, cause I got styles to choose My style is to switches, to switch from bus stop to Rolls Royce To mack to you b**hes, switch from Rolls Royce to baseball bat To smack up you snitches, switch from baseball bat to triple {*censored*} n***as, white sheet, blood spot, backhandin yo' momma That b**h was late on the payment, I got no time for the drama n***a take care of home Grown man's my style, my delivery serve Small medium large to extra large to XXL X-X-X-X-X-X to XXL Smoke the XXL, live in XX hell They think I'm extra excel, don't f** with light bulbs With water valves we shock your a** well I kick a Band-Aid for cuts [Chorus] [Motion Man] That's right {*scratched: "Huh, what?*} Motion Man, Kool Keith {*scratched: "Huh, what?*} {*"What?"*}