"That's Rap" lyrics

Can you turn me up a little bit?

Hey, that's rap, that's rock
I jam, I jock
That business-solid gold
Cold fact, forgot your truth is rotten
Yeah, it's grown quite old
See my match gets hot
I strike a lot
Yes, I may be so bold
I left, came back, just might relax
Relinquish all control

But first I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that

Now what do you have to say for yourself?
(What do you have to say for yourself?)
Now tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?
(What do you have to say for yourself?)

I'm sorry

Now, when you're just a kid nobody expects you to know
How to handle your biz but now you're full-grown
You must own some of that bullshit you condoned and what you stole all alone
Pick up the phone, call home, from the motherfucking astrodome dome

Hi, mom. Yeah. It's me. How are you doing?
I'm doing pretty good I guess
Listen. The reason why I'm calling is because I need a few thousand dollars
My lawyer's asking to get paid

Now what do you have to say for yourself?
(What do you have to say for yourself?)
Now tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?
(What do you have to say for yourself?)

Young rat, take walk
I jam, I jock
That business-solid gold
See, I clap, you watch, charisma shocking
Misses hot and cold
See my match gets quite hot
So, I strike a lot
Yes, I may be so bold
I left, came back, just might relax
Relinquish all control

But first I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I take a little bit of this and a little bit of that