Type of Sh*t

[Tone Loc:] 
  Don't get close [x2] 

  Fire from the flame from the depths of hell 
  When I grip the microphone I tend to rock well 
  Burning like the rays that shoot from the sun 
  The title taker back breaker, coolin to the maximum 
  I get respect with the dollars, that I collect 
  I'm livin large, in massive charge, in full effect 
  You say you're broke without knowin, who owes ya 
  I do shows from here to Nova Scotia 
  Rippin shit up, tearin shit up, and still chilling 
  Friday night at the box I make a killing 
  The individual, soloist, from the West coast 
  And I'm advisin you suckers, don't get close 

  Don't get close [x4] 

  I'm like steel...  harder than a muh'fucker 
  You mention Loc it's known, not just another sucker 
  Creative mind think clear with no discretion 
  Power of the brain made rap my total profession 
  Demonstratin, as eyes, are vindicated 
  You are relatin but later you said you hate it 
  Like a cobra, I strike at any time 
  And then it's over, as soon as I bust a rhyme 
  You are silenced wonderin, "What's going on? " 
  And then I chill, until the break of dawn 

  Duellin, to maintain the West coast 
  But I'm advisin you suckers don't get close 

  Don't get close [x4] 

  My rhyme is like Boo-Yaa but it's not dope 
  And I'm the type of MC to make all, lose, hope 
  Never faded or close to being traded 
  Check, some of the songs that I've created 
  "I Got it Goin' On, " "Cheeba, " "Wild Thing, " "On Fire" 
  Got the rest of my pack to make a sucker retire 
  Standin brave, the one true soldier 
  You know it's whack, because Mike told ya 
  And I'm pricin hard like Tyson 
  Rhyme so sweet no need for no icing 
  Strapped with the gauge and lyrics are the trigger 
  When I perform the ego's gettin bigger and bigger 
  A crowd rocker and I'm the one you chose 
  And I'm advisin you suckers don't get close 

  (Don't get close) I ain't pullin no punches 
  And if you get too close you might get yo' ass 
  Knocked smooth the fuck out (don't get close) 
  I'm here the only one runnin things out of this camp 
  And ain't nobody superior (don't get close) 
  To this brother right here - and I'm gone, y'knahmsayin?