(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 these crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of straw Thinkin they crazy hardcore, crazy Matter of fact I think them is gay Always having a party no DJ [Protect Ya instrumental comes on] When I rap competition be like "What Squad be on it that?" Man, pssct, that We stay with the dosage Click on the mic MC's run like Now got me up in England my jewels be dangling my single be singling I come with the Redman please off the wall with some more
Yes y'all I come down with the Don't y'all I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively like EPMD Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes 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 down the sound Def Squad represent, yes we swift We comes with the boogie, fuck all you We some tough cookies on the mic
[Keith We here to make a out of fifteen cents And let our balls hang like we on the takin a shit is all that, and a big bag of chips with the dip So fuck all that sensuous I intellectual violence And your click holier than the ten commandments Like Redman I with the Ruck If if was a spliff we'd be ALL fucked up No to ask who is he so we get busy Scuff our on the boulevard of MANY rough cities I'll have to Bate ya I love to hate ya Cuz youse a by nate Can't make the face ya erasure Drink your down straight with no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to back 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 through and acting wild Redman smack the smile off kid
The Funk Doctor Spock a thousand watts in your vest Watch, what level next, I'ma take ghettoness A something for the wicked and beyond Trapper John find the sickness in this song So I bomb ALL these hyper Def Squad mentalities, leave your ass calm Smoke the I got alms like Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Ricardo To fulfill all these fantasies on the To come back home wildin chrome cash and diamonds In fact I keep you half-stashed in the Plus you boo boo kept shit locked on the streets Peep, how I get with techniques This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, make junkies respect me Then commence to beat an With and pencils and MC's go incidential Motherfucker keep the fuckin on deck! we wreck his whole fuckin set! [Flex mixes into the Zulu War