(feat. Murray, Redman)
Murray] [Funkmaster Flex cuts and "Live up in this piece"] up in this piece I'ma set off this, check me out Now who's crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of crazy 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, fuck 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 come the hardcore please come off the wall with some more
Yes y'all I come down the ruckus Don't y'all know I be the nigga jammin like Smuckers Freeze, consecutively like EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all you and you drink the Olde E brew Down with Funkmaster Flex yes next To get whole set burnt like Waco, Tex Now, I comes down with the Def Squad represent, yes we swift We comes with the boogie, fuck all you We some tough cookies on the mic
Murray] We to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let our balls hang like we on the toilet takin a is all that, and a big bag of chips with the dip So fuck all that sensuous I intellectual violence And leave click holier than the ten commandments Like Redman I shift with the If your if was a we'd be ALL fucked up No need to ask who is he so we get our Tims on the boulevard of MANY rough cities I'll have to Bate ya I love to hate ya Cuz youse a freak by Can't make the face ya erasure Drink your lyrics down straight with no My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to back As soon as one of you niggaz try to The L.O.D. love confrontation of amp Break your murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas the spot like Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin through and acting smack the smile off that kid
The Funk Doctor Spock pumps a watts in your vest Watch, what level next, take 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 mentalities, leave your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got like Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Montalban To fulfill all these on the island To come back home wildin chrome cash and diamonds In I keep you half-stashed in the seat Plus you boo boo kept shit locked down on the Peep, how I get with techniques This bass I rock, bizness I rock, make crack junkies respect me Then commence to an instrumental pads and pencils and MC's go incidential Motherfucker keep the beat on deck! While we wreck his fuckin set! [Flex mixes into the Zulu War