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