(Keith Murray) [Funkmaster cuts and scratches "Live up in this piece"] Live up in piece I'ma set off like this, me out Now these crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of straw Thinkin they crazy hardcore, metaphor Matter of fact I think niggaz is gay having a party with no DJ [Protect Ya instrumental comes on] When I rap competition be like "What be on it like that?" Man, pssct, that We stay with the dosage on the mic MC's run like roaches Now they got me up in my jewels be dangling While my single be I come the hardcore please come off the wall with some more
(Redman) Yes y'all I come down the ruckus y'all know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively EPMD LP's Robbin for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo you and you drink the Olde E brew Down Funkmaster Flex yes who's next To get they whole set like Waco, Tex Now, I comes with the sound Def represent, yes we extra swift We comes with the boogie, all you rookies We some tough cookies on the mic
(Keith Murray) We here to make a dollar out of 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 all that sensuous shit I represent intellectual And leave your holier than the ten commandments Like Redman I 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 cities I'll have to Norman ya I love to hate ya youse a freak by nate Can't make the face ya brain Drink your lyrics down straight no chaser My verbal like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you try to overreact The L.O.D. love confrontation of amp Break your motivation your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas Blow the like Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin and acting wild Redman smack the smile off kid
(Redman) The Funk Doctor Spock pumps a thousand in your vest Watch, level next, I'ma take this ghettoness A little something for the wicked and Trapper can't find the sickness in this song So I bomb ALL hyper MC's These Def mentalities, leave your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got alms Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Montalban To all these fantasies on the island To come back home with chrome cash and diamonds In fact I keep you in the seat 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 an instrumental With pads and pencils and go incidential Motherfucker keep the beat on deck! we wreck his whole fuckin set! [Flex mixes into the Zulu War