(feat. Murray, Redman)
Murray] [Funkmaster Flex cuts and "Live up in this piece"] up in this piece I'ma set off like this, me out Now who's these niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of crazy Thinkin they hardcore, crazy metaphor Matter of fact I think them is gay Always having a party 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 lethal Click on the mic MC's run like Now they got me up in England my jewels be While my single be I with the hardcore Redman please come off the wall with more
Yes y'all I come with the ruckus Don't know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, consecutively like EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all Fuck you and you the Olde E brew Down with Funkmaster Flex yes next To get they whole set like Waco, Tex Now, I down with the sound Def Squad represent, yes we extra We comes with the boogie, fuck all you We some cookies on the mic dynamite
Murray] We here to make a dollar out of cents And let our hang like we on the toilet takin a shit Styles is all that, and a big bag of with the dip So fuck all sensuous shit I represent violence And leave your click holier than the ten Like Redman I with the Ruck If your if was a spliff be ALL fucked up No need to ask who is he so we get Scuff our Tims on the of MANY rough cities I'll to Norman Bate ya I love to hate ya Cuz a freak by nate make the face ya brain erasure Drink your lyrics down with no chaser My combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you niggaz try to The L.O.D. good confrontation of amp Break your murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas Blow the spot Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin through and acting Redman smack the off that kid
The Funk Spock pumps a thousand watts in your vest Watch, what level next, take this ghettoness A little something for the wicked and Trapper John can't find the sickness in song So I bomb ALL these MC's These Def mentalities, leave your ass calm the chalm I got alms like Vietnam I bought a bag of herb from Montalban To fulfill all these fantasies on the To come home wildin with chrome cash and diamonds In fact I keep you in the seat Plus you boo boo shit locked down on the streets Peep, how I get funky with This bass I rock, this I rock, make crack junkies respect me Then commence to an instrumental With pads and pencils and go incidential Motherfucker keep the beat on deck! While we his whole fuckin set! [Flex mixes into the War Chant]