| It’s like that yaw, it’s like that yaw |
| We went from slangin' them pieces to bussin' raps yaw |
| It don’t stop yaw, till we at the top yaw |
| Me and Kutty bloody nutty leavin’em shocked yaw |
| I roll with, villians and vigilantys regimers and outlaws, |
| Mob figures we don’t hang with cowards without balls |
| When they come runnin' nigga they stunnin' I give the outcall |
| Consisting of pistol starters dealers and south paws |
| Payed brother say brother where you get them hos at |
| Is what they say to the nigga with the most scratch |
| We dominate niggas prominent rhyming acts of war |
| You vomited when we commented boming at ya door |
| Just call me chakrateaze awfully cockin' your properties |
| Dropping the hypothesis make knots and monopoly roll |
| And it ain’t no stoppin' me my stock will be properly watched |
| I’ll be hot to these bianks it be a lot of flocks |
| At the top will be hoes. |
| Yeah, you tell them niggas we can’t be blocked |
| We can’t be stopped, can’t be halted I’m from the block |
| Exalted I’m at the top you talk it I’m bustin' shots |
| With the villains and the deuce |
| Niggas we leaving you mutha fuckers shocked |
| You don’t really wanna step to me |
| We can do it in the street and get’em up with these |
| You don’t really wanna fuck with me |
| We can do it in the street and get’em up with these |
| My Melody reeks, so mo hail, to hell on the streets, my felony peeks |
| 4 mo sells, of yahl on these streets, you tell the police, I post bail |
| Then bail in the chief, my mail is a speech (like verses out koran, |
| it’s too deep) |
| If a weak crevy, bleed ghetti, sauce he’s gonna need help from, Jesus or |
| Geeznod to bless him for the spleet second. Freeze when yo beat stops, |
| heat seeking salt rocks (blood hungry) K-U double T &Techneeze shocked |
| We’ze not yo dummies, Solomon grundy Gumbee props |
| We crocodile Dundee’s against rachna-pho-beyonks, Kutts off-lee |
| Money hungry &zealous spocs, putt it on me, I’m often watched |
| By the phonies, got snakes and vawchers among me |
| Boiling, liquid, expanding, vicious, explosion, commanding war |
| Sink you bitch niggaz titanic, extremist, screaming more |
| I’d rather die than Bin Laden controlling common thought |
| Ra-sue, la-ee-yah, ohh-awk-bah, will leave you niggaz shocked |
| Bounce to my hit bitch |
| Bounce on my dick at the club at the crib |
| At the tele in the whip, havin' visions |
| Of incisions of Tecca nina’s collisions with |
| Pigeons I’m thankful for all that pussy ya giving |
| And you get nothing from me, maybe some |
| Weed and some Asti Spumanti boucin' |
| Up and down in the bed like we bungeed |
| Not jumanji everyone I’m tryin' to shock the monkey |
| Moe doe, mo power, mo mutha fucking respect I tell ya |
| Focus mo on cowards the world don’t stud a projected failure |
| Seek absolute power, perfect, and conquer the world wit it |
| Use at yo discretion, but knowingly at yo own risk |
| These time «r» strange, but use time to gain in my mind frame |
| I strive 4 change but I’ll die 4 change when the time came |
| You betta tell’em Tech 9 millennium big-shotz |
| Our revelation throughout the nation results in big shocks |