"Niggaz shady"
It's nine-four, P's in the door Representin - hardcore, steppin through with the Squad Mad brothers, know the And funky b-boy niggaz, they the single From L.A. to Detroit, to New York to (Jersey) all around cause it's strictly underground I'm troopin with my sound So save the temptation, money the limos Cause that's not hip-hop, a fashion show "How low can you go?" I'll you ?? dissin mad goin solo Stop the press is this? It's not rap kid it it's Shad Business
Chorus: PMD and DJ doing samples (*some unidentified*)
"People round talkin this and that.." [PMD] Shad "People round talkin this and that.." [PMD] Business "People town talkin this and that.." Shad Business "People round town this and that.."
So stop the press, no contest, no stress buddha Yeah still snappin necks for live effects So where you comin from? The Boondocks, my tune knocks Pass the tinnocks to bust they like nine glocks Yeah so what you sayin Niggaz flock blocks when I'm blowin up the spot Nuff to the moms and pops at the one (what?) the violence, and racism Black on black cause we're killin our brothers and sisters Oh what tit for tat, he took this, she took Seems like you're guilty - until proven innocent with no Some find this to comprehend this It's far from equality - swing it P, it's Shad
Enough with all the he say she say and nosy You do me a favor? Don't do me no favors nowadays "Niggaz look shady" Fightin over the money and power, but can't it to the grave see I not - - and that's called ignorance and it's ruinin So brothers mess around - we mess around And if brothers wanna "get down, get down" then we get cause bringin it swingin it I my people callin me, and my fans singin it Big up to Jackson, and Michael Jordan Iron Mike Tyson, Shakur an' Flavor Flav, can't forget troop I'm ghost, Swayze like kazoo Shad