Common - Just in the Nick of Rhyme lyrics

The rhyme I pick up, trick up
And like hiccup
This is a good place for a stickup
So throw your hands in the
Air and say hell yeah i Can Beat Mike Tyson
Plus I'm Fresh-er than the Prince of Bel Air
And I Blossom
In Colour is how I'm Living see
Some pretend to be afraid of me
But they're my Public Ene ma picture this
Like a cinema I'm winnin a contest
I knew you was a loser when
You bought your girl's prom dress
I'm just, another one of the nigs
Take a swig i can sing
Brothers'll work it out without a gig
The gold mud in my blood
I'm a stud smokin blunts
Not a fuddy dud if rhymes were pecks
I'd be Woody Wood
They're after pestly hoes and that's the
Hoes I sex and don't collects
Rockin a Rolex
Preferrin sex instead of Soloflex
But I pump skill
To build what I can build and still feel good
The baddest hoes be sayin
"Oooh you're real good"
Fella a city dweller, it's poison salmonella
Auntie's name is Stella, style as def
Deaf as Helen Keller nail a flammer with the
Hammer for comin incorrect
Not with his grammar or
Bad mamma jama similar, to Bruce Banner
So don't get me angry
Or maybe you won't like me
Kid just in the nick I kick more
Ass than Bruce Lee's Nike's did

Just in the nick I kick on the geek stick
Flick a Bic dick a chick
Slick-er than Rick around the clock
I tock to the tic tac toe
Rip up my rhyme my mic's my lasso
Shit, I got rhymes comin out my asshole
I'm in a pole position sole
Position you're in no position
To be dissin it's a, Rainbow Coalition
I'm kissin ass, goodbye, rockaby
Here's your lullaby
Like Georgie Puddin Pie but baby baby don't
Cry feed em I heat em and eat em if
I don't need em then I leave em
As leftovers
Packin the weak MC's into?septober?
Til I was older
I couldn't hold a rhyme folder
Now I dare ya to try and
Knock this mic off my shoulder
If I'm sober I won't hold a skunk
But when I'm drunk
I might let her bunk in my bed
Heads be sayin I'm a hunk
Like a duck I'm slammin ham
MC's MC's I'm servin
Makin the people jump like
My man julius Erving!
Those deserving props are gonna get theirs
Grip, there's something on your lip
Oh that's my dick hairs
I'm the biggedy biggedy Bear ya scrub
Cub with a demo tape
Tryin to catch me catch your
Breath before you hyperventilate
For air you're gaspin
Your best bet is to take an aspirin
I bash it
Crash it now you know so stop askin
Cause when you ask you make an
Ass of you and only you, see
Just in the nick I kick the funky shit
That's why they call me Bootsy