(feat. Murray, Redman)
Murray] [Funkmaster Flex and scratches "Live up in this piece"] Live up in piece I'ma set off like this, me out Now who's these crazy niggaz, crazy, pussy, out of straw Thinkin they hardcore, crazy metaphor Matter of fact I think niggaz is gay Always 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 Click on the mic MC's run roaches Now they got me up in my jewels be dangling While my be singling I come with the please come off the wall with some more
Yes y'all I come down the ruckus y'all know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers 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 set burnt like Waco, Tex Now, I comes down the sound Def Squad represent, yes we extra We comes with the boogie, all you rookies We some tough cookies on the mic
[Keith We here to make a out of fifteen cents And let our balls hang like we on the takin a shit Styles is all that, and a big bag of chips the dip So fuck all that shit I represent violence And leave your click holier the ten commandments Redman I shift with the Ruck If if was a spliff 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 to Norman Bate ya I love 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 a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you niggaz try to The L.O.D. love confrontation of amp your motivation murder your camp For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers the spot like Branford Marsalis Niggaz comin and acting wild smack the smile off that kid