La Schmoove yo we don't got nuttin to prove (4X)

[Poc Fu]
Yo when I was small they used to tease me
because my hair was peasy hard and greasy
But now I'm livin well like George and Wheezy
So easy (WHAT?) does it (YO!)
Is it because I'm rockin beats beats beats
Fu Manchu'n cause I'm doin what just had to be done
Now we in there like swimwear girls callin me hon
Give me hugs, little peck, mucho tongue, lots of 
Nuff respects to my bros that live on five-six street RIGHT
I'm smashin monster mashin boom bashin in a fashion
which is wild now I smile when I whip-lash MC's with my style
Call me Cuckoo, I'm makin buku, bucks
I'm geared and fully prepared to tear all MC's that are, smuks
For bros who sleep and cavity creep and listen when I talk
as I soothe in the groove, cause I'm smooth like Mr. Rourke
Doobely-zoo Mr. Wu, no need to [bad word]  but F.U.
cause I ain't got nuttin to prove

La Schmoove, yo we don't got nuttin to prove (4X)

[Chip Fu]
'Leave it to Beaver'-arriva, derci
Heavens to mercy ba FU sayanora
adios muchachos dorme vous unbuckle my Fu-Schnick shoe
Mr., Chip Fu, about to wreck shop
With the Judo (CHOP!) a Judo (CHOP!) a Judo chop CHOP!
Yo, zilch kaput me nada none son
I don't think so, so take a look at
a Superfly big Jimmy the Honeynut Cheerio Bee
ba schnicker bah snchnucker
I ams what I ams that's all what I ams
My lyrics are never done
I'm the big John Elmer Glue the Elmer the Fudd
Al Bundy the Bud Light [bad word] like tongues lashes, with the quickness
Moc and Poc is, my witness
Ask the Kung about my tongue and the styles that I [bad word] instead
I'm the Ali Babi cutty rankin shuba-dib-da-dabble
Jaw Boy Wonder Bread dread, BUM BA READ
These lyrics [bad word] out of mi head, BUM BA READ
Mr. Chip Fu's gon stay' di-di, da-di-di, dra-dread
You said I couldn't rap, but I really wrecked shop
and I don't stop drop, I get props
I pick up the mic drop a style and pattern and fashion
and all MC's jaws drops down
My accent, you're mockin, my clothes, you're clockin
Rippin MC's to smithereens to their
ribbidy-diddiby-Pippi Long-STOCKINGS
So don't step to Chip, I'm on the La Schmoove tip
You'll say "Drats I really failed again plus he sank my Babble-ship"
So oooh, [bad word] G, wa-wa or biscuit?
Rip it and be specific doin it terrific when I kicks it
Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang, Pepe LePew, Pepe LePew
La Schmoove, yo I ain't got NUTTIN to prove!

La Schmoove, yo we don't got nuttin to prove (4X)

[Phife Dawg]
Now here I go, once again, with the ill flow
Other MC's that rap, their style is so-so
Phife Dawg was never the type that ever lacked skills
I just stay [bad word] to my roots and then I get ill
Twenty years of age, but yet I still see KNOWLEDGE
And this year, was so-called, my Senior year in COLLEGE
But I chose to pursue, in a field called music
And with some hype beats and breaks you know I won't refuse it
Get on the board lay down the track and I'll do ten laps
Pass the pen, pass the pad, and I'll kick nuff RAPS [bad word] inside your jam and witness who is boss
and it won't be Tony Danza nor Diana Ross
As small as I am, I still can pack jams
Do a freestyle, and step, but yet I still slam
Not tryin to say that no one can get with me
Not only is it the lyrics I write, it's my delivery
Name one rapper that you know who has this [bad word] voice
My name's Malik and I'm unique, in other words top choice [bad word] bout this, it's mainly hardcore
Now that you got what you want, do you want more?
(UHH!) Because I got more in store!

La Schmoove, yo we don't got nuttin to prove (4X)

[Moc Fu]
MC, the Shining One, a.k.a. The Golden Child
I have a grin at times, but then thro