Your Mom Is My Wife Kool Keith and KutMasta Kurt

[Intro]
Yo wassup, this is Kool Keith, '96 to 2000
I don't be out there with these little boys tryin' to freestyle - they my sons
Freestyles with their whack styles (my styl-oz)
But I'm big time, I married your mother, gave you a portion of my skills (so step off)
I'm beyond that, kid - your daddy, boy.  You've been neglected

[Verse 1]
I was yo' father.  You jack MC's - I left yo' mother
Y'all, was way too small, remember mommy had your brother
You got some rhymes now, and how for y'all forgot yo' daddy?
Your mom was pregnant in '86 ridin' in my Caddy
I gave her royalties for you, money to feed your crew
You were starvin', cryin', diapers, 'I wanna rhyme' (waaaah)
Yo' mom was on my back, 'Won't you teach him how to rhyme?'
Now you hard as a rock, tough boys, all my sons
That's a shame boys, I bought your last Christmas toys
Remember [Marley's?] mix, I'm still the best y'all
I was potty trainin' with baby doo-doo on your vest
Your crew is no test, respect yo' mother, she's my wife
You're still a toddler, man, whatever, a monkey all your life
You don't want the skill, I spittles on your anal bill
I read some prime-time stories that's more deep than Jack and Jill
So come on, I'm not the one stepdad - I'm your real father

[Chorus]
Your mom is my wife
She's a sweet, fine, old lady (yo' mother)
Your mom is my wife
She's a sweet, fine, old lady (yo' mother)
Your mom is my wife
She's a sweet, fine, old lady (yo' mother)