I'm Chillin'

Chill out! Transformers, born to meet the skies.

Transformers, more than meet the eyes.

T-Bone! Go, go, Kurtis Blow y'all. Gimme the bomb! I'm chillin'.

Go through it! Dance!

Now the next little item that I wanna discuss is the body-suckin' rappers

That must be smokin' dust

When you make the kinda records that diss females - frontin' on a story

When it's just a tall tale.

To diss a female is a lowdown shame, but you suckers make the records

'Cause you wanna get fame.

All you radio cats: don't play that crap. Can't you see they're messin' up

In all the name of the rap.

Now all these years rappers worked so hard to give rapping a name and all

You rappers a job,

But now you peasy-head B-boys get me upset when you diss around and cut and

Then you just defect.

Don't forget LaToya and the real Roxanne. Can't you think of something

Else, you know what I'm sayin'?

But all you MC's just keep on illin'. That's okay, 'cause I'm chillin'.

Transformers - Dance! -- born to meet the skies. I'm chillin'.

Gimme the bomb!

Now wherever you go I just want you to know that I'm running the show at

Twenty below.

So let me tell you what it takes 'cause the others fake, it must've been

Imitate but those are the breaks.

I'm a Leo the Lion, the lion with desire, when I'm rappin' on the mic I set

The world on fire.

Devastatin', motivatin', complicatin', perpatratin' rappers who want to be

On top.

Stop! Can't you see me in trouble bo? It's rockin' the spot, yeah!

And don't you ever forget it trooper! Workin' all day, it's time for

Superman just to give you a break

Along with a go-go band, yes yes y'all. Can't you understand? What's the

Name of this jam?

I'm chillin'.

Get funky.

To the bridge!

Get ready for it y'all. Get ready baby.

Awright y'all. Awright. Here we go y'all.

Here I go, here I go y'all. Say what?

I said dance! I'm chillin'.