(Keith 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 of fact I think them niggaz is gay Always having a with no DJ [Protect Ya Neck comes on] When I rap competition be like "What Squad be on it that?" Man, pssct, fuck We stay the lethal dosage Click on the mic MC's run like 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
(Redman) Yes I come down with the ruckus Don't y'all know I be the nigga jammin like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively like LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all you and you drink the Olde E brew Down with Funkmaster Flex yes who's To get they set burnt like Waco, Tex Now, I comes down the sound Def represent, yes we extra swift We with the boogie, fuck all you rookies We some tough on the mic dynamite
(Keith Murray) We here to make a dollar out of cents And let our hang like we on the toilet takin a shit Styles is all that, and a big bag of with the dip So fuck all sensuous shit I intellectual violence And your click holier than the ten commandments Like Redman I 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 on the boulevard of MANY rough cities I'll have to Norman Bate ya I to hate ya 'cause a freak by nate Can't make the face ya brain Drink your lyrics straight with no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your As soon as one of you niggaz try to The L.O.D. love good of amp Break your murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers Blow the spot Branford Marsalis comin through and acting wild Redman the smile off that kid
(Redman) The Doctor Spock pumps a thousand watts in your vest Watch, level next, I'ma take this ghettoness A something for the wicked and beyond Trapper John can't find the sickness in this So I bomb ALL hyper MC's Def Squad mentalities, leave your ass calm Smoke the I got alms like Vietnam I bought a bag of from Ricardo Montalban To fulfill all these fantasies on the To come back home with chrome cash and diamonds In fact I keep you half-stashed in the Plus you boo boo kept shit down on the streets Peep, how I get funky techniques This bass I rock, bizness I rock, make crack junkies respect me Then to beat an instrumental With pads and pencils and MC's go Motherfucker the fuckin beat on deck! While we wreck his fuckin set! mixes into the Zulu War Chant]