Braniac, dumb-dumb, bust the Approach to the course and the force is Can ya find ya way through the lyrics be cathcin em Throw another rhyme the room they be fetchin em And they take a loss, take a to the Master and I Throws crazy blows and knows I be plasterin All across the room on the and the walls to Punk little suckers didn't know I had the to Come around they with my cocked diesel system and Turn it up to 10 and start to dis em and They didn't wanna battle if did when they saw me a open up they trunk but they try to ignore me Hey little I know you hear me callin you Cause you wanted but I see that you ougta do Frontin ain't no future and frontin so let's get I on Like Marvin Gaye, the cash and siti it on the hood of ya wick-wack Cadillac Back up ya boys and start the battle act like, ya know, the Masta Ace don't when it come to my bass, aahhhh
Check it out baby, check it out I was to roll (repeat several)
Drivin down the block like what else a brother do It's Saturday, Saturday, the heat might smother you Rollin down my windows yeah I have a But I got the I want the whole world to listen ta Waitin at a red light, Fried Chicken in Low End Theory tape in, bass kickin in See this Puerto Rican Latin Chico Rico In a red Corolla eh yo does he play up beside me, lookin like he want it Show me what ya got then me get up on it Holdin up traffic but we can't hear they Cause he a grande yeah he got it goin on Bit I think I better school him cause he don't the time So I'm turnin up the boom cause he cannot mess mine Brothers hear me hittin from like 50 blocks I Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta High decibels passin through a residential See a few cuties and I turn it up like this Mira, man don't sleep, I got tha, I got tha, I got tha woofers in my Jeep
Black boy, black boy turn shit down You know America don't wanna hear the sound Of the bass drum jungle music go back to Nigga arrest ya if ya holdin up trafffic I'll be damned if I listen, so save your breath and another ticket if ya have any left and I'm breakin ear drums I'm breakin the law I'm all the peace cause Sister Souljah said war So me if ya can, if ya can here's a donut Cause once ya away, yo I'm gonna go nut And turn it up to it was before nice try But ya can't stop the of the bass in ya eye I if I blasted a little Elvis Presley Would pull me over and attempt to arrest me I really doubt it, they probably start dancin on my tip and pissin in they pants and Wigglin and and grabbin on they pelvis But you know my name so you hear no Elvis Strictly the hardcore dirty street hits God's on my side so watch what the gets hittin 50 levels deep Comin out, comin out the woofers in my Jeep