Butt In The Meantime - Black Sheep

Verse One 
It's times like this that I've gotta crack a smile 
If about anything, than it's gotta be style 
What happens now? A better man can hold the mike and do the proving, 
Dres, of the Black Sheep Yo, let's get the Sheep moving 
I'd like to pay a tribute, to what, to knocking boots 
I'm single and I mingle if ya jingle I play roots 
But there's another, the other 
The brother on the cover 
I brought along, I brought along 
I brought along, Lawnge 
I do a not a trio move your bootie cause I say so 
Be outlasting or not busting Black Sheep not your average Joe 
Now I hold a microphone, but this is what I wanted 
A pocket full of panonie, better me than those that front it 
Dropping bombs, lovely, make 'em jet without their Jetta 
Keep fronting if you're wanting but I bet ya the Beretta 
Punctuates and exclamates, the lingo I let go 
Not that it's my style cuz I let go my ego 
Be it just us, just you or just me or just who 
Never am I full, gotta to get residuals 
Pronto, Tonto 
Was engine number nine 
I'm out to get the nickels, quarters, pennies and the dimes 
Chorus 
Butt in the meantime, I try to hawk one 
I try to hawk one, in the meantime 
Now in the meantime, I try to hawk one 
I try to hawk one in the meantime 
Verse Two 
At last, Black Sheep on wax 
And finally, it's for himself that Mista Lawnge is laying tracks 
Now I won't dally your fiddle 
Give ya more than bits and kibble 
Or is it kibbles and bits that became hits, now there's a riddle 
Believe me, cuz you see, I do understand 
Heard a jam that was flam 
Bought the album, Van Damme, it's weak 
But for the moment, I won't speak 
Upon this, I mean that, I m