What’s Next on the Menu? Pete Rock & CL Smooth

[Pete Rock] Uhh.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" - Big Daddy Kane
[Pete Rock] One two.. ahh.. ahh yeah.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" - Big Daddy Kane
[Pete Rock] Yeah.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" -Big Daddy Kane

{Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps verse one}

[Pete Rock]
Uhh.. uh-huh..
Pete Rock.. uh-huh..
One two..
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?

[C.L. Smooth]
The chef in one breath laid a dance of death
On a grill pursuin and barbecuin and groovin in skill
(WHOO!) Holla when I snatch em by the collar
See em starvin like Somalia
While you trickin stickin chicks up in the beauty parlor
(Whoah) A lot of funk to make you say, "Aow, C.L. how?"
Cause all I know is listen, can I get mines now? (Say what?)
In my verse brain cells burst so beep the nurse
For the knowledge cause the worst niggas talk garbage
A mean machine, to light it like kerosene
My cuisine is how David killed the freakin Philistines (uh-huh..)
Begin to sin, with the devilish grin
So me and my kin, can win and break bread when the record spin
(Yeah..) My love is real Ock, a lyrical buildin block
With incredible settable pure funk of Pete Rock (woo-WHOO!)
Forget the soup of the day, cause niggas are gassin
Well styles I broke smooth lotion down the ashy as hell
Got a rhyme so chunky it's amazin G
I make you think the Fat Boys are back on crazy (YEAH)
Major Mecca's in Asia when I date her
Some old flavor by the sun moon and stars and over the equator
Universally thirstin me to show no mercy
To madmen, the Devil wanna send (YEAH)
Word to life money ain't a rapper livin I can't run though so
(.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")