[Redman] hah [Method] [Redman]
[LL J] Make it butter I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! [LL Cool J] No Aiyyo watch yo mouth!
[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three five six seven the hot [LL J] trizack that sound like heaven Seven six five three two one My mon Meth-Tical come and get
[Method Playin my position, hot This one, for all the ones, confliction Posionous sickening, best believe finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm on MC's cliche, shot that start trouble bust bubbles, hip to ways Gotta love me, G-O-D no one me Look good but fuck ugly, tap jaw my punch, watch your son and you Got you in your last Huggie, runnin who? Fuckin punk, get a bump comin through A single make your knees knock, respect Wu
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a Turnin Christian to a sinner The I release, time pent up (explodes) While you got set up I was your ex hoe I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, with funk halogen your city, from the spliff committee Kick ass till both Timberlands shitty Gritty, the driver's head in the chin see When I approach rappers be notes I drop like I invented the raincoat Absolut, I to burn to the roots I keep comin til your pour sperm from boots hardcore to the penis Tell you fuck you my attitude is
I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me it I snatch your witcha head still attatched to it Canibus is the type fight for mics Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead to life When you look at me long enough, I start to your thoughts if the signal was strong enough, and then call your bluff like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I I'll go on for more Milleniums than got on the car lot And nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya Nigga, I call bluff like you had a phone number Who see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and get down with a surface-to-air missile I em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on anybody who close enough to shit on Zero to sixty? I'm doin a hundred when I'm and I give it to any nigga that want it
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is Run it clown, up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down When in doubt, however skull goes, gon' be that See that, shit'll finish you dawg, believe that we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions? Don't be a stupid nigga, a lesson I'm gon' get you way, and it's better to live Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to receive, believe what I say when I tell you Don't me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you And the lights is out, they don't come back on This ain't a flick you ain't come back on, you ain't that strong You knew it was wrong, but you for it baby You'se a pink nigga, ski for it baby so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat
Aiyyo, one two [Red] four [Red] six [Red] the hot trizack [Method] Shine heaven six [Meth] [Red] three two one [Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, get some!
[LL J] When young fantasize of borrowing flows tell little shorty with the big the bank is closed (yeah, word up) The symbol on my arm is off to challengers You hold the swords I swing the Excalibur How dare you up in my dimension Your little ass should be cryin on detention Watch your mouth better yet hold your I'ma do this for free this time this one's for fun Blow you to pieces, you covered in feces with one ("LL Cool J is hard") little boy wanna pick up the mic and try to run with the big boys and live up to the hype But that's like up a ball, playin with Mike Swingin at Ken Griffey or Roy to a fight Snappin, you MC's you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly Ringmaster, bringin a cub to his knees (uhh) In the history of rap they've seen such prominence naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up) Now let's get back to mic on my arm If it ever left my side it'd transform into a bomb You wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize And you don't make me mad nigga you wanna socalize And I'm daring every MC in the to yourself out position, and mention my name I make a rhyme for syllable in your name Go platinum for every time grimy ass was on the train Watch your mouth ever step out of line LL Cool J nigga, of all time