(Keith Murray) [Funkmaster Flex cuts and "Live up in this piece"] Live up in this I'ma set off this, check me out Now who's these crazy niggaz, crazy, pussy, out of straw Thinkin they hardcore, crazy metaphor Matter of fact I think niggaz is gay having a party with no DJ [Protect Ya Neck comes on] When I rap be like "What Squad be on it like that?" Man, pssct, that We stay the lethal dosage Click on the mic MC's run roaches Now they got me up in my jewels be dangling my single be singling I come the hardcore Redman please come off the wall with more
(Redman) Yes I come down with the ruckus Don't y'all I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes whaddIdo Fuck you and you drink the Olde E Down with Flex yes who's next To get they set burnt like Waco, Tex Now, I down with the sound Def Squad represent, yes we swift We comes the boogie, fuck all you rookies We some tough cookies on the mic
(Keith Murray) We to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let our balls like we on the toilet takin a shit Styles is all that, and a big bag of chips the dip So all that sensuous shit I represent intellectual And leave your holier than the ten commandments Like I shift with the Ruck If your if was a spliff 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 'cause youse a freak by Can't make the face ya brain Drink your lyrics down straight 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. love confrontation of amp Break your murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers the spot like Branford Marsalis Niggaz through and acting wild Redman the smile off that kid
(Redman) The Doctor Spock pumps a thousand watts in your vest Watch, what level next, I'ma this ghettoness A something for the wicked and beyond Trapper John can't find the sickness in song So I bomb ALL these MC's These Def Squad mentalities, your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got alms Vietnam I bought a bag of herb Ricardo Montalban To fulfill all these on the island To come back home with chrome cash and diamonds In I keep you half-stashed in the seat you boo boo kept shit locked down on the streets Peep, how I get funky with This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, make crack junkies me Then commence to beat an With pads and pencils and MC's go keep the fuckin beat on deck! While we wreck his whole set! [Flex into the Zulu War Chant]