A-yo lyrics

I be cuttin' the fuck up and down Side to side, all around All the time, often now (with a raw sound) Who's the man, damn, fam can jam Rush, rumble, ram, slam And kickin' tall cans Stop the presses, hold up, stop the damn presses! I'm next up to flex, mic checks to address this Feelin, feelin I got a feelin Adrenaline, got me tremblin I got the style Can't hold it back cos I'm too damn wild