Da Bomb

Kris Kross

It's da bomb 
It's da bomb 
I drop bombs like Hiroshima 
It's da bomb 
I know you hear me comin here I come 
So you besta watch ya back 
It's da bomb 
I know you hear me comin here I come 
And I'm called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac

Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Well, here it comes 
Say what 
Here it comes 
It's the quicka rippa ripper 
Known to flip a script like it ain't notin' 
All ya MC's that used to MCs better duck an' 
Run an' hide cause it's too late to try to make it right 
Ya just messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya slide 
Cause I ain't the one for that I ain't the one that slack 
I'm the Miggida-Miggida-Mac pack and I ain't takin' jack 
I don't care who you get or who ya wit' 
Just know you won't be equipped to what it takes to break this krossed 
Out kid 
I've got deez off dout clout cause I'm deez off doubt 
I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know what I'm talkin about 
So lay your cards on the table cause I'm able to rock 
When ever, where ever I still rocks the cradle 
Cause I'm a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun 
And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want none 
Cause on the mike I get dum-ditty ditty-dum 
So watcha back when I say here it comes

I know you hear me comin here I come 
So you besta watch ya back 
It's da bomb 
I know you hear me comin here I come 
And I'm called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac

Well, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Well, here it comes 
Say what 
Here it comes

Understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor 
We get our own on our own ain't askin for no favors 
We're true to what we do that's how we be 
So just reason with the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

I betcha never thought you would here it like this 
Some funk for the trunk by this nigga named Kris 
See, I ain't into the game 
I'm true to the gang 
I'm poppin' your thang til the party people swing 
Cause I'm a little rough neck 
Tiffy-tiffy tough neck 
Cause what gettin' 'nough respect 
And all those little punks talkin' junk bring it on 
Cause I just love takin' punks outta homes 
Why 
Cause I'm a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun 
And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want none 
So watcha back or comments will startcha runnin' 
And do-do on yourself when you hear the daddy comin'

I know you hear me comin here I come 
So you besta watch ya back 
It's da bomb 
I know you hear me comin here I come 
And I'm called the Daddy Mac

But, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb 
Well, here it 
Say what 
Comes 
I'll be coming around the mountain when I come droppin' a bomb 
Creepin' up on those Romper Room suckas who wanna get some 
So feel the wrath of a brat with the Mac pack 
Walkin' away you're like the bottom of a door mat 
I didn't gain props cause I was a suckas daughter 
I had to earn them droppin' dynamite like Jimmy Walker 
I can pay Donny Mars in a sticky cage 
Give me 30-30 half-callibar half-gage 
And if you don't know what I'm talkin' about 
Test me out 
We're in the big part of in The Last Boyscout 
Scopin' a needle is like a needle in a haystack 
Press the new rookie breakin' rims down like Shaq 
You think you're dealin' with a weak boy step back 
Cause I'm comin' up like a Veteran on a phat track 
I'm bein' all I wanna be so you tell Uncle Tom 
Dat Da Brat done drop da bomb

I know you hear me comin here I come 
So you besta watch ya back 
It's da bomb 
I know you hear me comin here I come 
And I am what they call Da Brat