(Keith Murray) [Funkmaster cuts and scratches "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 crazy hardcore, crazy Matter of I think them niggaz is gay having a party with no DJ [Protect Ya Neck instrumental on] When I rap be like "What Squad be on it like that?" Man, pssct, that We with the lethal dosage Click on the mic MC's run like Now they got me up in my jewels be dangling While my be singling I come with the Redman please come off the with some more
(Redman) Yes y'all I come with the ruckus Don't y'all know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Freeze, come consecutively like LP's y'all for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo Fuck you and you drink the Olde E Down with Funkmaster yes who's next To get they whole set burnt Waco, Tex Now, I comes with the sound Def Squad represent, yes we swift We comes with the boogie, fuck all you We tough cookies on the mic dynamite
(Keith Murray) We here to make a dollar out of cents And let our balls hang like we on the toilet takin a Styles is all that, and a big bag of with the dip So fuck all that shit I represent violence And leave your click than the ten commandments Like Redman I shift the Ruck If your if was a we'd be ALL fucked up No need to ask who is he so we get Scuff our on the boulevard of MANY rough cities I'll have to Norman Bate ya I to hate ya youse a freak by nate Can't the face ya brain erasure Drink your lyrics straight with no chaser My verbal like a mini-Mac to your back As as one of you niggaz try to overreact The L.O.D. love confrontation of amp Break your motivation murder camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers Blow the spot Branford Marsalis comin through and acting wild Redman the smile off that kid
(Redman) The Funk Doctor pumps a thousand watts in your vest Watch, what level next, I'ma take ghettoness A little for the wicked and beyond Trapper John can't find the sickness in song So I ALL these hyper MC's These Def Squad mentalities, your ass calm Smoke the chalm I got alms Vietnam I a bag of herb from Ricardo Montalban To fulfill all fantasies on the island To come back home wildin chrome cash and diamonds In fact I keep you half-stashed in the Plus you boo boo kept locked down on the streets Peep, how I get funky techniques This I rock, this bizness I rock, make crack junkies respect me Then to beat an instrumental With pads and pencils and go incidential keep the fuckin beat on deck! While we wreck his fuckin set! mixes into the Zulu War Chant]