We be's hard to the core, sleepin' on the on stage, the fly girls adore With the wicked rhymes you never heard before The lyrical lexicon, metaphor
I be like, yes yes in, to the life beatin' The funk diggy doc be through non sweetened The 7 G Steven, I give you ten of that high powered shit Till heart stops beatin'
the new member, flows tight, lethal Scarin' those like I the Scream 2 sequel Still the grandmaster with the two Def Squad, Keith and the R E D
And it don't make sense going I got too many styles, E got too much Now you can swim or sink or jerk to Or you could freshen up or let your dirty ass stink I don't a fuck
Wagga, wagga, Now why you tryin' to get funky like my Big Bub I'm from the Def Squad nigga, so show me some When I spit, I the dick, I'm like puff I can't stop I'm in helicopter cockpits
that right, E-dub the top civilian, humble With about sixteen I stay hard rock like if I was Dutton If you got to test, then yo push the button
Aiyo, push to shove, we rise above And stay dedicated to rap like ghetto People gettin' mad from the money we But they've playa hatin' since days of roller skatin'
Yo what's yo digga, comin' through non-stop I be that nigga fuckin' your on your block And when I that 360 degrees, I'm not Busta But put your hands I can see
Can't be faded, me and my is R rated Hear my boys rockin' to somethin', you can bet I it If not, confiscate it, it's fake, it wasn't made by me Red 'em who you be
Oh my turn to burn, to wax again It be's that nigga robbin' crib with the Mack 10 With my nigga E-dub, troub', murder ya like O J With the same glove
And it no half steppin' shit We gets to rappin' like a weapon And y'all blow up and we always do our advice and y'all could blow up too