Craig Mack - Do You Have What It Takes? lyrics

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Do... do you have it what it takes, to be a Street Fighter?

Street Fighter, Mackalicious fat funk flav'

For ya headphones, bwoiii

(LOOK!) I bet you thought you could beat Blanka

Mo' flav' than the chocolate made by Willy Wonka

Zangief'll hit you harder than a Tonka

Truck bet a buck USSR will stomp ya

Now M. Bison had this plan

And had the hostages inside the palm of his hand

Now we all know Dhal's the man

But in the world of rap Craig Mack'll turn ya into sand

Jane, haircut like she spent a summer at E. Honda's

Stomach wonder in four digit number (chomp, chomp chomp chomp)

I got Sagat on the spot just to rock your knot

He got kicks like I got rhymes to the sho' shot

A Street Fighter, funky rhymer, drop-a-dimer

Bound to action pack, yo Jack, greatest-of-all-timer

Here comes the hook again~!

Mackalicious that po' flav' will make your hair Ken

Do you have, what it takes, to be a Street Fighter?

("One by one I'm knockin you out")

I don't think you have what it takes to be a Street Fighter

("One by one I'm knockin you out")

Momma don't let your babies grow up to be MC's

Cause they'll freeze (freeze 'em up Mack)

I got this real strange disease

that makes knees bend like hurricanes do the palm trees

Now Dhalsim is slim hittin harder than a Timb

whem the rubberband man gets in

Peace to Balrog as I kick the monologue

Thicker than fog and heavier than Boss Hog

I heard Vega got Spain locked down

with tournaments, with ornaments underground

And Chun-Li reportin, with real brain distortin

Kicks fix your back for back brace supportin

And knees bend for Ken, no pretend

From beginnin to the end, Mackalicious rhymes'll win (everytime)

And call yourself a fighter if you wanna

But you'll be a type of fighter lyin all up in the corner

Mack you can't bite-a, silly overnighter

Flake-ass rhyme writer, Mack's a Street Fighter (here it comes)

It's time bwoi (bwoi, as we get down)

As we bring the funk on down for Street Fighter

A Street Fighter, ain't just a game no more

Too raw, you'll get kicked out the back door

If fightin fo' position is your mission then keep on wishin

(Keep on wishin and hopin and prayin and..)

I mean this man on the mic got mo' flav' for days so listen

(So listen up with the funk)

I'm out with these be-about rhymes that the Mack'll shout

Punchin through bricks and turnin bodies out

A Street Fighter, is now in the house

Type of hype that will amaze, Street Fighter brand new craze

(Brand new craze~!) As we get on down

Street Fighter moves leave another fighter in the ground

Ah hahhhh bwoi!