(feat. Murray, Redman)
Murray] [Funkmaster Flex cuts and "Live up in this piece"] Live up in this I'ma set off this, check me out Now these crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of straw Thinkin they crazy hardcore, crazy Matter of I think them niggaz is gay Always having a party no DJ [Protect Ya instrumental comes on] When I rap competition be "What Squad be on it like that?" Man, pssct, that We stay with the lethal on the mic MC's run like roaches Now got me up in England my jewels be dangling While my be singling I come with the Redman please come off the wall with some
Yes y'all I down with the ruckus Don't y'all I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, consecutively like EPMD LP's Robbin for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo Fuck you and you drink the E brew Down with Funkmaster yes who's next To get whole set burnt like Waco, Tex Now, I comes with the sound Def Squad represent, yes we extra We comes the boogie, fuck all you rookies We some cookies on the mic dynamite
[Keith We to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let our balls hang like we on the toilet takin a Styles is all that, and a big bag of chips the dip So fuck all that shit I represent intellectual And leave your click than the ten commandments Like Redman I shift the Ruck If your if was a we'd be ALL fucked up No need to ask who is he so we get Scuff our Tims on the of MANY rough cities I'll have to Bate ya I love to hate ya Cuz a freak by nate Can't make the face ya brain your lyrics down straight with no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to back As soon as one of you niggaz try to The L.O.D. love confrontation of amp Break your murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas Blow the spot like Branford Niggaz comin and acting wild smack the smile off that kid
The Funk Doctor pumps a thousand watts in your vest Watch, what level next, I'ma take this A little something for the wicked and Trapper John can't find the in this song So I bomb ALL these MC's These Def Squad mentalities, your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got like Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Ricardo To fulfill all fantasies on the island To back home wildin with chrome cash and diamonds In I keep you half-stashed in the seat Plus you boo boo kept shit locked on the streets Peep, how I get funky with This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, make junkies respect me Then commence to an instrumental With and pencils and MC's go incidential Motherfucker keep the beat on deck! we wreck his whole fuckin set! [Flex mixes into the Zulu War