Who we be? We be the B double Who we be? We be the B O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double Who we be? We be the B O-T-C-A-M-P
I'm caught up in a zone of my own, I Run my fingers my hair and give air to my stoned dome And analyze, who to through, I dare you Devils that try to ban me dare would be bare proof
Who's he? Stalking the streets when there's no Eyes glow like tiko, night glows, in flight But it don't glow like, wack, the phat And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true be at
OGC, Gunn Clappa, number 2 Louie ville, do he ill, snap in half your Back, smack, a few of you till ears ring Duke I smack 'em with the bat, why? So my hands don't
I bring rec in this game and shit change I inflicts pain like a brain having a migraine Heads talk trash, in paths like anorexic laced up, overdosed in the exits
And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers Who don't know the meaning of the Originoo Clappaz Many phrases, many ways, you can it Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, make you famous So, step don't stare, dare this path beware Representativz and play got the rear
We see in the like an owl Daytime's used to plot schemes for the prowl Out to eliminate those who foul Daytime's used to plot schemes for the prowl
stalking, we coughing, burgling and they make me wonder Why I'm not walking? Peeps talking, I hear 'em as I walk by but all die I'm fortified the 45
Fuck it, let me proceed the mission No need for intermission, I need trees in my Cut down through mart then I head to in park my P 'n' C, for some yard to spark
No to get hyper, I see, C, Cypher Power on the corner fucking with my niggas, every I devour, niggas who test me and defy me It be Giuliani or the Illuminati
But I be writing of attack in my journal So, Ruck, Rock, Ville Sluggah remains Seeing through sheisty shit, shining I'm solar through darkness bounce like I'm sonar
We been found less an organized ways to buck Daytime's used to plot for the night prowl Spread the word, 29 million miles Daytime's used to plot schemes for the prowl
One clik, stomping on the path that's so Ain't no smiling, we up against the odds Phil Collins Meanwhile, I still be in but only smarter, what? Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot
Pardon this, I see you're not the pencil in the box Nowhere near a match, you get by a Rock I seen 3 dollar bills and you faker And you why I hate ya
A snake'll get by his tail, slammed on his head me some panther red, the cobra command the dead Ban the red, W-hypen B-U Heltah Skeltah them and not you
Damn, trials Daytime's used to plot schemes for the prowl We live in the ninety-now Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night
In the concrete streets of Buck Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night Don't let your name show up next on my Daytime's used to plot for the night prowl