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