Those lyrics in full…

This is the greatest fucking rhyme of all time, drill a hole in your head and pour it into your mind, and check it into your brain I’m talking mainline, ‘cos I can lock in on a topic, just like a smith grind.

Check into a motel 6 and kick the walls out, when I’m raising on my stick I’m going balls out. Ignored by people much too long, maybe that’s why I wrote this song. Now I’m tired of playing the underdog.

Finally the media’s eyes open up. Datsuns by the roadside broken up, dreaming and crying for the glory days, still locked in one of my sprays. Man of the future? Or man of the past? Fact of the matter is I is here to last, cos I ain’t going away sooner or later, somebody’s going to have to pay ‘cos I’ll be so damned big they can’t get out of my way.

We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?
We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?

People in the industry would like to dismiss me, just because I don’t grumble like a lot of you sissies that I see are kissing butt. What? You can give me product, that’s cool I guess, that way I can go and trade the product for sex. I need money to live, you got a head like a sieve? What’s the problem you got shit in your ears?

You gotta be blind not to see, I got lines extreme nobody’s sicker than me, I can’t take it no more cause we are getting nowhere, I should leave a mouth like a cause a cobra, I’m gettin air in the lip, next thing I know you’re on some kind of ego trip. Don’t get me wrong I love air in the pipe, but when I do an air I’m usually risking my life.

Getting back to the subject from which I’m digressing, I’m tired of you punks and all your BS-ing. Put your money where your mouth is, and start fessing right in front of your friends, I’m gonna teach you a lesson. So what you tired wary fools got to say to me? Shut the hell up and make the world pay for me, tell me where’s the integrity?

One day you’ll be begging me but by then it will be much too late ‘cos everything in my world will be custom hand made. You have to see my proposal man you can see it today.

We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?
We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?

Getting raw at Squaw we were ten feet tall, just having a ball I’m here to tell you all about one of the baddest – the man who has attained ambassadorial status. Call him Nickolata call him Perata, call him badder than style? I’d have to say nada, he’s my equal and my bro brah, lethal as a cobra, Ali off the joker, poppin off the side down a whole damned crowd of people’s licks and mind.

50-foot air point up ‘cos I want to. Stand and then I stick it like it’s never been stuck before. Oh-oh, ski patrol, and I’m riding a half, I look at Nick. Ha! We just laugh. Their faces turn red as we blast overhead. Nick styles a backflip, I throw it front. We both stick it – it’s a routine stunt. We point it straight now we’re running our fastest. Patrol’s trying but they can’t get our asses, besides we can’t let ’em we don’t even got passes.

Run across the parking lot it ain’t even six cars. She wants to know what’s the routine for stars? Back in the pow we work her over and then slap a high five, and trade ends. There’s nothing like doing a ho with your friend. It ain’t about the rules that we play, it’s how many rules can we break? I could say more but what can I say?

We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?
We do it my way this is my resume
We do it my way what did I say?