[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie *crowd goes [Scoob] Yeah, (Yeah!) [Scoob] it goin! [Kane] Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and get down for the crown Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit One two.. one two.. one two.. [Scoob] Brooklyn.. JFK, all my niggaz, Richie, Ready to get wreck, UHHH! SHIT! Go Scoob!
Check it, it, check it, check it This for the motherfuckin record we here we here we go, here we here we go Can I can I can I a motherfuckin flow chitty chitty bang, I chitty bang bang niggaz can't hang Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz they can't hang give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, niggaz my style, GOD DAMMIT unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me it like Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL When you see me comin, BIG GOT EM RUNNIN Sex I flex I catch wreck on the world tour with dough in my pockets big the biscuits, in CB4 Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm takin the They wouldn't you even if you had a afro So dont try me, you walk by me I'll do you like the first in Menace II Society Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE I'll shoot a in your toe I'll make you like the House of Pain Bang biggy bang biggy bang Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin can't hang..
[Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don't you do it?
B.I.G.] One two, one two, gonna do it like BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE AT We gonna do it this Anytime ready, check it
I got seven Mack 11's, about eight Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits ends You can't touch my Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht The two spots, the two hot glocks That's how I got the weed I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb Little got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss I tote guns, I make number I mc's the runs drippin I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away Everybody hit the My flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana the yeyo crazy blunts, mad L's My voice from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God, I'm droppin shit a pigeon I hope listenin, smackin babies at they christening
[Tupac] Motherfuckin Smalls! [Kane] What you gonna do it Tupac?
Yeah the motherfuckin thugs at? your motherfuckin middle finger We gonna do this shit like I thank the Lord for my blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the as a hustler, told ya A straight soldier, at the bustaz No matter how you try, never die We retaliate with hate, then we multiply You see me down the block, hittin corners Mobbin a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna And no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways Thug Life crime, pays! Let the cops put lights on, chase me nigga Zig through the freeway, race me nigga In a speed chase with the law The motherfucker that you ever saw
[Kane] Yeah! in now man Now I wanna see my man Shyheim gonna do with it
Yo, goes out to everybody from Staten Island {*ah Cee, and you don't stop*} Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I to God I even got caught tryin to steal the junkyard A born terror, a rebel without a I had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus? I walk the streets at with my head down In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be So they get a glock and shots to get props And when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells An old man got shot in the lot In front of my buildin I hang his grandchildren And for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to and hide, but he got knocked by the And this happens everyday my way So I pray that I can live day
[Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, try this [Shy] Staten Island in the house Whassup Wu-Tang in here or what?
up Cee..
Now what's the niggaz been saying Dont try to act Martin now with that "I was just playin!" No need to grieve now on, now the beef is on Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, teeth is gone cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me Step to I'll give your mic a vasectomy I know one nigga that can come next to me No, that's a tattle, cause I can't my own shadow A battle, I gots to have it, you're gonna rob me like they did, Whittaker when he fought Cause when it comes to against Kane rappin That's like a pimp trying to a nun, ain't nuttin happenin Non resistable, non I'm not saying I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm incredible And let's get one more thing understood If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' good