(feat. Murray, Redman)
[Keith [Funkmaster Flex and scratches "Live up in this piece"] Live up in piece I'ma set off this, check me out Now these crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of straw they crazy hardcore, crazy metaphor Matter of fact I think them is gay having a party with no DJ [Protect Ya Neck instrumental on] When I rap competition be like "What Squad be on it that?" Man, pssct, fuck 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 with the Redman please come off the with some more
Yes y'all I down with the ruckus Don't y'all know I be the nigga y'all like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes whaddIdo 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 down with the sound Def Squad represent, yes we swift We comes with the boogie, all you rookies We some cookies on the mic dynamite
Murray] We here to a dollar out of fifteen cents And let our balls hang like we on the toilet a shit is all that, and a big bag of chips with the dip So fuck all that shit I represent intellectual And leave your click holier than the ten Like Redman I with the Ruck If your if was a spliff we'd be ALL up No need to ask who is he so we get our Tims on the boulevard of MANY rough cities I'll have to Norman Bate ya I to hate ya Cuz youse a freak by Can't make the ya brain erasure Drink your lyrics straight 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 good of amp Break your motivation murder your For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers Blow the spot Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin through and acting smack the smile off that kid
The Funk Doctor Spock pumps a thousand watts in your Watch, what level next, I'ma take this A little for the wicked and beyond Trapper John can't the sickness in this song So I bomb ALL these hyper These Def Squad mentalities, your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got like Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Montalban To fulfill all fantasies on the island To back home wildin with chrome cash and diamonds In fact I you half-stashed in the seat Plus you boo boo kept shit locked on the streets Peep, how I get funky techniques This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, make crack respect me Then to beat an instrumental pads and pencils and MC's go incidential Motherfucker the fuckin beat on deck! While we wreck his whole set! [Flex mixes the Zulu War Chant]