Heltah Skeltah

[thunderfoot]
Aiyyo I been spittin this rap shit for too long
To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through songs
And best don't get it twisted
My magnum force practice operation: lockdown
And don't you clowns ever forget it
The other half'll feel my brother's wrath, that we break through
And always been the type to take you there like ? warren staples?
Blow spots wit no glock the show stop when domes pop
You should of stayed your ass home bop, you got a flow--not

[illa noyz]
I set it off on a mission like the sentinel
'cause I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin I'm merciful
I wrote a few, journals in my nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas just cremate
Too late to run and turn to rev. run
Some blessin the section, givin them niggas quick trips to heaven
Straight murder wit the unheard-a, lyritifical
Beneficial, that you never pursure the issue
The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles
I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead veg-e-table when I hit you
Doin like I should do, bringin noyz to my acquittal

[steele]
Wit no discrepency, I rip mc wit no referee
Devil tested me, can't let him get the best of me
Wit accuracy, I'll attack an mc
Spittin like I emptied the m-1 from the m-p
Wit no apology, unload on your property causing atrocity
At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy
After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping thing
Tackling the majority, bomb with authority
More than minority, s-t got seniority
Rhymin since knowledge and quality wit college degree

(kill out to all the enemy, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's enemy or friend)

[doc holiday]
Doc ain't nuttin but the truth, 100% when I get bent
It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money where your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot reps who whip ass
Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that d-o-c stay shittin
Laws and lows to keep you hoes on my didick
My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to quit it
Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers come and get it
And one false move, I'm guaranteed to be acquitted

[lidu rock]
Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state area
Act up, my mfc niggas'll have to bury ya
Ain't nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga
Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty bottles
Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so what the f**k y'all tellin me
Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe felonies
F**k sellin trees man, I smoke too much
I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the dutch
Y'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got
I hope the money save that ass when the shit get hot
It's lidu rock

[rock]
Many think I ain't got it in me, 'cause I'm plenty-friendly
It could be because I'm skinny
But I'll f**k you up like henny and remmy
? if any of trash? , we'll I'll scream "gimme"
To any who make it hard to get away like tim or penny
Semi-auto, wit a swift into your track, ? it cracks?
And creeps morse code, I'm sendin smoke signals
That's how my gats be
Tactics, I crack piece are phenomenal
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the bummy jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy cause straight heltah skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your biotch when I felt her
So don't f**k wit my head, got static I'm buckin you dead
I'll bend your body like craftmatic adjustable bed
F**k what you said, for y'all I got nuttin but lead-o
And stop f**kin askin me why ruck cut his dreads
It's up in the air, we buckin from here, to where you rest at
In a jet black, expedition fishin to get some get back

(kill out to all our enemies, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's enemy or friend)

[rustee jux]
My militant mind's impervious to submission
Maintain in the rank, glorious in this division
Killa cartel-n-mfc in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams wit one mission
I stomps through the crack slums of mother medina
Push weed to stack funds for my mother dina
Rustee jux-man, brooklyn mercenary
Some say it's rap, some say it's legendary
The pack that run wit me, attack wit guns swiftly
My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty
Cold mashin, straight blastin, steady mobbin
I rose to large drug dealin from petty robbin


[supreme]
Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin brothers for ransom
Operation generation down to the seeds of your grandson
And blow off like a handgun, hittin niggas at random
Damn son, got love for thugs singin my anthem
I amp them, spittin my raps spectacular
Forever clappin the rapper that's bitin like he dracula
You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme fashioners
I bring disaster to niggas thats claimin they done mastered the
Art, who's the next on my chart to mark
You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start
Big gram and knee low, stay on the d-low
Rollin black in the back of the fat ex-p-o

[tek]
Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the minimum
In the gat cabin, tek we make it happen
You just rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked when
You start yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin
Straight extorted, like an irs audit
You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it?
See you came home frolic, but you show fake love
Like the feds try to get close and lay down bugs
Try to skate but got schemed on, you had to lay
Didn't know niggas got desert e's and pk's

[starang]
Me and my crew ride up and down st. james like a pack of great danes
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack flames
Out your ass for tryin to laugh and plus play games (word up)
We ain't connecticut, ain't even sweatin it
Pack up your bags bitch, come wit some better shit
Son them niggas probably home right now, for real regretting it
I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin it
Niggas on my dick so much I brought a saddle
We can take it to the streets(word up word up), bring your heat, battle
For your seven-forty beamer, wit your shorty kima in it
If you platinum you can drive me through manhattan while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let em know starang's the shit
Over three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William h. is the name, mfc's the click
Y'all niggas takin us out? , y'all smokin the shit

(retreat retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over
Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over)

[ruck]
Sean p., you better recognize, I be wreckin guys
F**kin cockroaches still breathin up your pesticides
Like d-con, see sean be on some shit from day one
Spray guns at funny style niggas who actin gay son
Ruck made the paper, you could turn to page one
Butt-f**kin your chick wit a mothaf**kin gauge son
Who said that? ruck said wack shit, aiyyo dead that
For the headcrack, leave your face lumpy like craig mack
I read that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back
? happen in? person 'cause I'm hurtin niggas who said that
You f**kin wet back, smack you wit the f**k med's pack
Then have sex at, the same place I park my lex at

[buckshot]
The last black gene, green socks
Serve the fans quick like servin fiend rock
Understand the scene is locked, when you dead bolt
Hit em in the throat, ride em like the jet black colt
Through the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free
And flee from his body back to the ogc
I never heard of that nigga, in the first place
I hit him in the worst place, hid the waste
Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer
So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a
Straight give a nigga guillotine shit
Heads come off the ? lean? wit one stroke
Two tokes from the mack tilly
Give a mothaf**ker two to the belly
Stop, look and acting like the shot from your ass whippin
Nigga, why you trippin, don't start slippin now
Fool keep flippin

[rock]
It's not over, it's not over, oh oh

[louieville sluggah]
Yo it was on to the next phase
Spit ink on a page, hostile rage
No sugar and sour like lemmonade
Bing came to me in a dream he said "come clean"
So I scalped and praise, I'm on my way
Gat and pick straight out the gate
When I see yo say "you back up on your duty ? "
Yo my mouth spittin arson, new shit is startin
But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon
Starv like marv, I'm on the job
First rob and ? slug? mothaf**kers licked the knob
Be like that, when I clap back time
I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left behind
I rep for mine, here son feel the shine
Can't say no names, 'cause all my niggas is on my mind
Yo I'm all about me sonee, hand me money
Ja ja, and bring yo ass here to poppa

[talking and threats to the end]

(feat. Anthony Hamilton)

[Ruck]
Aiyo, I never lie, rhymes is knives ready to sever guys
Never try, that nigga Ruck is a fuckin' better fly
Identify yourself, walkin' in my perimeter
I get rid of ya, with two shots from the dillinger
Bruce Willin' ta, try to step to
Tall Sean, I wet you, that's my word to my nephew
Donte, word is bond, listen to what the Gods say
Grew up the hard way, wearin' nat clothes from hallways
But now the Gods say, get that high when the tron blaze
With bum bitches that run tricks like fuckin' card games --
I shouldn't listen to what my mom say
Police squads, they can harass me, never can harm me

[Chorus: Rock]
Hold your head, boy, you know it's hard
You hold the weight of the planet, it's your job, you God
Hold your head, boy, I know the shit's still bad
Hold your head, boy, you know a nigga got your back

[Ruck]
You gotta hold on, God, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'mma try
I can't like, I'm kinda fucked up since my momma died
Can't decide right from wrong, nights too long
Seem like Big Ruck have a fight with Sean
It's like you'll never gone till, you know that
I go to the doctor for advice, he keep givin' me prozac
That's so wack, the only thing that Sean deserve
Is some weed, money and pussy, to calm my nerve -

[Rock]
Here, here, levitate on this son, what the hell
When the going gets tough? The tough puff l's
It's a known fact, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Think I'mma let you quit you, dead wrong, bwoy
I know shit's bezerk, shit is crazy, got me holdin' heat again
Just came home, fightin' with police, again
Son, they testin' me, but never let them get the best of me
I ain't even do shit, plus I been stashed the weapon, see
The whole world a broke fool, it ain't cool
That's why in the ninety-now, the rules are 'fuck the rules'
Feel like I'm psychic, watchin' all the shit, I dream again
Make me wish I never dream, let the madness begin

[Chorus]

[Anthony Hamilton]
Hold your head up, high
Keep ya face to the sky
Things are gonna get better
After all that
Hold your head up, high
Don't let life get you down
We're always go together
I promise, we'll make it by
I promise, we'll make it by

Intro:
(Voice)
Hahaha
Yeah, Heltah Skeltah (Outlawz)
Outlawz
Doc
MFC, almighty
Ruck, yeah, yeah

Verse 1:
(Ruck)
I spit the vocab (vocab)
While most fags, go rap
No paths and brags about they bitch coach back
Don't play it in the cup, ready to blast and twist
Any Nigga who be takin'
I'm a pacifist
Yo ass can diss
Told you couldn't last to this
When you ask of the force of the Magnum, bitch
You drastic (You drastic)
Hastic about the car
Smack 'em up with the heater
give 'em (?scips?) and scars
(give 'em (?scips?) and scars)
I'm hatin' y'all
Niggas try to disrespect
Techniques, next week
I will disconnect
Your f**kin' head of your shoulder
When the dread come below the
bombastic, pullin' bad chips from his hoster
Natural addict with lyrics on your transistor
On your radio takin' no shit about the inflister
Knew that nigga slapped on
Me so I crapped on
(?The ab, it's the mack, with more barry than steffon?)
Yes y'all (yes y'all, hahahahahaha)
Who the best in the indusphere
Ain't it the same Nigga that disagree than shook 'em here
(shook 'em here)
Vinagar, I be puttin' motherf**kers plenty fear
In the heart of these bitch ass nigga with my steady chair
(steady chair)

Chorus:
Who we be?
We be the B double O-T-C,-A-M-P
Who we be?
We be the O-U-T-L-A,-W-Z

Verse 2: Rock, Young Noble
(Rock)
Livin' this hell like the Skeltah
Who can I trust
(Young Noble)
Move emotionless
Puffin' this vibe we got among us
(Rock)
I'm sick of Niggas livin' legal
So we got some Outlawz
(Young Noble)
Push the Southpole
(Rock)
Mad Niggas don't get pushed in the Southpole
(in the Southpole)
(Young Noble)
I got y'all
Snatchin' guilty tactics cause you're ashtray
(Rock)
Straight up faggots
My Mag spin to make a Nigga backwards
(Young Noble)
Attack shit like a full blooded pimp for sins
(Rock)
With them aimed at your (?)
(Young Noble)
Named man with a vengance unless you lay for a thinkin'
(Rock)
Now I get so stupid,
Niggas couldn't complete for a (?)
(Young Noble)
We livin'
Every single day at full speed, full breed, thugs be
(Rock)
F**k with this, you bleed (you bleed)
Now we're keepin' best act boy at Alcatraz
(Young Noble)
Out for cash
(Rock)
Moreno brought it down blast
(Young Noble)
Oringal done clock niggas, f**k these rap niggas
(Rock)
(?)
(Young Noble)
What they need is all together
All my thugs is to perform
If you ain't down for applause
(Rock)
You can get the f**k off
(Young Noble)
See them all at the strong
And get paid and move on
If you ain't down for applause
(Rock)
You can get the f**k off
(Young Noble)
Captured by the snitch
Suddenly the people fall
Y'all ain't down for a

Aye yo Im Sean Price Im six foot one
Dark skinned stocky build with a big gun
Sick sons are the ones with the lump sums
Stick guns get funds make your chick come
My chick done said she like the way I toke blunts
Drink liquor write scriptures and my gold fronts
Plus the way my pants hang make her wonder how
My baggy jeans stay up baby Im well endowed
See its ill I know you wasn't expectin that
Or figure Ruck messin with chicks make an executive trap
They get better than that she don't care who I bone
Long as I treat her right and bring my black ass home

Hey the name is Alban baby but call me what you wanna
Nowhere near ugly but some call me Rockness Monstah
Im the heathen you was warned about by your momma
Thatll never love you as much as I love my marijuana
Hang out from sundown to sun up startin a ton of drama
With thugs snake me one time they will harm ya
Still you goodie goodie chicks be all attracted to my karma
Lets be friends some other time right now Im tryin to get behind ya
She responded she better stop listenin to momma
Love my rugged steez and my whole aura was the bomber
Asked to see my scar and taxed it
Felt my six pack then asked


If she could drink it through my straw before I hit that

I know I got a good woman on my team
I used to have five chickens and I tricked mad cream
But the first one I met yo she was actin wack
And the second one got dissed cause she was smokin smack
But the third was a herb you could tell that shes
On some bull cause she flipped when she smelled my weed
But the fourth one heard the PJs looked mean
Got with the fifth chick because she cooked and cleaned

My question is why do nice chicks love rugged dudes
The whole thought puzzles me Im just glad they do
They got they own loot unlike these upside down 3 or 4s
Silly rabbit tricks give up all they dough
Not I hell nah yo check my track record bravo
Dont eat coochie shorty understand Im too macho
Daytime act like saints but they cant fool me
G the freak come out of them at night like we Whodini
The Freaks Come Out at Night

(Ruck)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
* repeat 2X *

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(Rock)
To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm still the same
Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the game
This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Timbs
or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- fuck ya!
You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but players
Fuck you think? Nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators
Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't know who Bummy Jab is
They tell you Rock, tellin me, "Don't act no fool"
"You heard of scotch on the rocks?" I make the whole shit cool
But I'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

(Ruck)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(Rock)
M.F.C.!!
Hey hey, that's my partner Price man
The whole industry's against him and me
Like thugs are to death penalties
but we got the remedy for all that punk shit
One clip up in the macra
make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn rappers
Callin my crew haters, knowin damn well you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever Rock hard, got scars for this rap shit
Got locked behind bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz It's Your World like Bobby
Rob these, cats claimin they got so much cheese
when it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin
Reppin for my housin P's and, catch me out in Shaolin
Whylin with Ghost, Deck, and Tical and them
Before I'm out the door big up my Outlaw niggaz
My hardcore lovin thirsty out for war niggaz

(Ruck)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"
* repeat 2X *

(Ruck)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
Never that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps
We sever that, take your head and slap em leather strap
You better pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone
I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the Ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this about son? Aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and sippin on Guinness Stout son
Without them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me
"Are you fuckin my sister man?" when that bitch Butch like Cassidy
HELL NO, quick fast this man caught the elbow
Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck like velcro
His man yelled, "Yo, ain't no need to fuckin draw gats,
we all black" Put the gat down, I left his jaw tapped
I saw that, Duke ain't want no beef in the first place
Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his birthplace
The worst case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
Fuck up my rap product and back to crack narcotics
The moral of this story is -- there is no moral God
Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't like us
youse a fraud, motherfucker

(Rock)
Word up
Straight like that
Fuck one of y'all niggaz up

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(Ruck)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(what, uh-huh, see you in hell motherfucker)

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
The game change.. but fuck y'all

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

Still in there, word up
Heltah Skeltah what the fuck

(Rock)
Chop your motherfuckin hands off and put a Walkman on you
with no motherfuckin frequency, nigga

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

Dip your ass in honey

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

and then just get the flies to ? you motherfucker
You punk motherfuckers, you sweet sons of bitches

"Hardcore, far more than the average"

(Ruck)
Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore shit

[Ruck]
Got all my Magnum niggaz in here, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEE
Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond
Word up, M-F-C
Hah, word up, yeah, yeah
Smack this nigga son, word up, hit him

Yo, niggaz is pipsqueaks, thinkin shit's sweet
I come discrete, turn your ass into mincemeat
Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline
with the bassline kick and snare, Duke I make your click aware
So please God, never say jack shit to Sean P
before I launch three shots directly at your army
Word is bond, we be on some shit to the two-thou
Loose mouth niggaz catch a hole in they goosedown
Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down
Down, down, down, down-down, down-down

Down-town, jumped off the train on Ebbets
Walkin down the street, bump into my nigga Kevin
Whattup Ruck? I ain't seen your ass in the Seven
You still bustin motherfuckin shots at the reverand?
Hell no I replied, elbows was applied
til his monkey-ass pulled out the heat, step aside

Oh shit yo whassup whassup
Yo son, yo, OH-oahh!

*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*
*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*
*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*

Fuck you shoot him for man? He just asked you a question
Fuck that, don't ask no questions in my shit
Word is bond, I don't like that, yo word up
Yo fuck them, yo fuck you
Fuck that cat, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*THIS, IS THE DIARY OF SEAN WIGGINZ*
*RECOGNIZE, MOTHERFUCKER*
*USE YOUR HEAD FOR MORE THAN A FUCKIN HATRACK*
*PUNK MOTHERFUCKERS, WORD UP*
*M-F-C, FOR LIFE!*

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse One: Ruck

Heltah Skeltah start stormin
Ya up for dreamin it's mornin, I'm warnin
People who jeal my name ring bells like a doorman
A warrant, for the arrest of a militant menace
Who serve heads like tennis with words that diminish
bust the scrimmage, I call the high post play
Dish off to the center fo' da quick lay
Slay, anybody come in my lane
Gets blown out the frame by the Flipster and lames, look
Who is this gettin swift with this pugilist
equipped with the lyrical gift to flip scripts
People duck sick (what?) don't wanna touch with that ruff (shit)
that Ruck kick, break boys bones like Roy Jones
decoys roam, but they can't mess with my people
Hey you stepped to the Ruckus recognize that I be lethal
My gats spits at wack (niggaz) blacks get, tactics
Make it hard for any infiltrator to attack this

(both) Undastand
(Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse Two: Rock

I really think I oughta tell ya, before I have to belt ya
I make (shit) so hot boy the heat might even swelter
or melt ya, I nailed ya, (nigga) tried to yell but he felt the
shell now in hell wondering who's Heltah Skeltah
Sparsky and Dutch, Ruck and, Rock see
We gets buckWILD on your block and harass the cops
No diggy, my head's hot, scream loud and clear
Watch the red dot, move a muscle boy you bed' not
See the last two figures they can't describe me
Military Punisher Rock M.P.
Watch, the, nine millimeter brain better
You won't be beefin and your heart won't be beatin either
Either you're real or I hate you I break you
like glass *shatters* the bullet brings it to dat ass
Bastard, you talk faster, my gun buck faster
I jet, faster the next L sparked

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse Three: Ruck, Rock

Undastand in the midst of utter confusion I got sumpin for stars
Frontin in cars and bars when I lace you with my gym star
Recognize real never the rap that's rungy
But my (pow) make yo' (shit) snap like bungee
Once we, unite, like I'm Martin Luther
I'm startin to shoot the people messin wit my future
So who's the, wiggy that wanna test me and address me
Just to try an impress me them people come and stress me

Undastand, to be the man ain't even the plan
But stand in my way and get crushed under sand
So guard your backs, or matter fact guard your naps on
down til we U, click your heels times and ahh
I'm at the door bringin war to your town
It's the Rock, now you gotta Get Away like Bobby Brown
I get down, punk gets pounded like fractions
Worlds get blown when Ruck and Rock start overreactin

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Ruck) Undastand
(Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Rock)
Undastand, or you catch the back hand or the Timberland
Undastand, undastand or your catch the back hand or the Timberland
Undastand, or you catch the back hand
Timberland, or the back hand if you don't undastand
Undastand, undastand, undastand... Heltah Skeltah
(Undastand) Original Gunn Clapazz
(Undastand) Cocoa Brovaz a.k.a. Smif-N-Wessun
(Undastand) Representativez forever representin
(Undastand) Duck Down Entaprisez, niggaz set to recognize this
(Undastand) Return of the B.D.I.

Intro: rock

Punk ass niggaz man
Niggaz don't know man
I better let all their brainz blo nigga
Man listen

Chorus:

Let the madness begin nigga, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let it begin let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin

Verse one: rock, ruck

Aiyyo run for your gunz me and dutch coming through
Rock ruck you and you crew f**k the boys in blue
This be bucktown around these grounds they don't roam
'cause we send em home with trays of slugs in they dome
Blown out the frame by the rock, mr. flipster
Shit's heltah skeltah, where's the inflixter

Right by your side with my eyes on the posse
I see duke and red he said he wanna drop me
Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits

Shit take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (f**k him)
Two to his cheek 'cause he weak so's his jaw
Nigga played the cell frontin like he hard to the core
More I hear pussy talk more I wan flip
See I got enough slugs for your mom in my clip
Strip to your drawers run your dough and your jewels
Tool's cocked it ain't april 1st but I'm breakin fool
When punk niggaz test rock it's like touchin live wire
Catch a shock to your knot
From a glock that I pop, you don't want it with the rock
Better duck dumbf**ks you're out of luck
You got caught by the ruck

First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my flow's fat
So far, my gat splat at niggaz who claim that my shit's wack
You don't know I thought you knew it
Too late bitch you blew it
Now i'ma bang your shit up like I was lennox lewis
One, two, three four five
Six seven eight niggaz'll shit where's my nine
Mil I drill fine skills into your mental
Block I hit your temple hot become gentle not
You must mistake me for a sucker type of motherf**ker
Might lose his life, 'cause I'm trife in the night

Chorus 1/2

Verse two: ruck, rock



What's the deal nigga? set it off in the dark
I spark marks when the big ruck flips the ark
The raw rapper jaw tapper ruckus kick it wicked
Keep it real my click roll thick like acidics
Plus, I be there like jackson, breakin your backs and
Askin, who want more, that's when my fat spins
So chump chill 'fore my pump kill
You wanna ill still ruck knock out your front grill
The lyrical whatevah, 'cause whatevah is lyrical
I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of physical
Raps get deep when I mack with my peeps
You yappin bout beef you'll get clapped in the streets bitch
This nigga ruck is f**kin crazier than ten niggaz
I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then I bend niggaz
So what? ? pussy bring it on
Word is bond, sean got songs that's mad strong
(so bring it on)

Chorus

Verse three: rock

Man listen, another nigga bluffin
Punk f**k discussion, when you see me get to snuffin
You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes bake I break
Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your north lake ache
So take your monkey ass to the rear
Toe to toe or blow for blow we can square
Yeah my brass knuckles make your knees buckle
What duke I lay more niggaz flat out on they back than a slug do
Who knows what you, seem to be I didn't gas you
But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat your gassed ass
You punk bastard, you could get the gat quick
Or your ass kicked, that dry shit your lips spit, get the chapstik
Or a fat dick and that's it
Heltah skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we

Chorus 1/2

Outro: rock

Ahh, let the, madness begin
Let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin
Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin let the madness begin
Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you grin
We let the madness begin
We let the brainz blo if you grin
Make way for the dreads and the pros
'cause we let the brainz blo
Punk-ass...

(feat. DonRocko, BummyFlyJab, Alkatraz)

[Intro: Sean Price (Rock)]
Damn... you miss me? I miss you, too
I know it's been a while...
But I got plans for you...
But first thing I plan on doing...
Is fucking smacking your head off
You stupid bitch, fuck I look like
R&B singer? Huh?
It's fucking gorilla rap right here, nigga
Heltah Skeltah, you punk bitch
(There these niggas go with that rugga retarded shit again
B-C-C, excuse me while I get my N.W.A. on for a song
Yeah! Magnum Force in this muthafucka!
Black Mafia for life
Down with some real niggaz for life! Ha hah
Aiyo, yo, Jamon, tell them niggas what we here for...
Well all rite ya'll, N.Y.C., Brownsville
East, New Rulers, all across the muthafucking U.S.A.
They know I walk through the valley of the real, nigga
I should fear no man and no muthafucking clan
Cause I done been through the mountain top
And I done see through the eyes of a real nigga
Hit me one time Alkatraz
Aiyo they make some of the coolest shit I done never heard!
Yeah BummyFlyJab, I must give it up
To the Boot Camp muthafucking gorillas
Some of the realest, the realest niggas you gone ever see
You understand? We fear no mob
Because you scared, man, you scared, man, you scared!
You don't understand, you making two words, you make 'em say
You scared, man, buck buck buck, keep Babylon on the run, shit
Bringing forth Heltah Skeltah!)

[Rock:]
You ask for it, who want beef? Well you got it!
It's poppin', we locking and loading, and, you drop it
Pop lock and drop it, them niggaz from the Grimeyville
Ain't nobody fighting fair, throw ya fucking mom down a flight of stairs
So let the D.I.R.T. doing begin
It's truly "DA BEGINNING OF DA END" for you and your mens
It's hot, we cooking "APE FOOD" up in "HELLZ KITCHEN"
Son ain't feeling your heat neither, can't you tell, we "TWINZ"
This ain't crunk, not hypthy, not snap
Not screw, not pop, not quite boom bap
It's rugga, "SMACK MUZIK", bang ya head music
Niggas with "WMD's" bang ya lead to it
Peep "THE ART OF DISRESPEKINAZATION", niggas be "SO DAMN TUFF"
But then they be snitching, "THAT'S INCREDIBLE" ain't it?
It's "INSANE", I see how niggas "RUCK N ROLL"
Don't flip hoes, that's bad luck, I split ya fucking dome
Everybody do a little bit of "D.I.R.T."
Dude just a hater, snatch you up ya little sister shirt
Give yo bitch ass lashes til ya back for my belt
Til it welt pump, "EVERYTHING IS HELTAH SKELTAH"

Chorus:

I'm not sure anymore more
Who is knocking at my door door
All the people that I knew
Acted funny when big ruck got some loot
But they can't see b, let my parabellum fly fly
Cause I be God decipher devine vine
And a nigga can't test me an' mine mine
If you wanna come feel it, nigga come but twice

(ruck)
Some say sean price is, nice-is on mic devices
Pack more power which make me more mightier than isis
Try this, that's when the ruck shakes the rictor
Inflictsta bring pain my aim is to rip ya
Picture you tryin to break through my path
My eight blasts all you f**kin snakes in the grass
Went to hell with angel dust,plus I bust the devils lungs
With lyrics that come from tip of the tongue now you sprung
Sean sparks like john starks in the fourth quarter
Oughta meet my peeps, thats deeper than the tora
Unforgettable like nat king,
Louieville chill because my motherf**king slap stings
This track brings, the average career to a halt
It ins't my fault you fell victim to my verbal assault
If I had dollars for every nigga who dared to battle me on microphones,
I'd f**k around and be a millionaire

(illa noyz)
Chump starts it
From the dark resubmerge,
I splurge on herbs with verbs and the usage of my words
Them beats is swollen off of trees and colon
Then, lyrical functions
I flow like trees through broadway junctions


See punks get bent on constant
Consistently
When d-r-u-g blesses them s-t-c
Gods wnen black don't slack
Never cut slack
They been back to the wack
Snatch off like jack
Shit is, actual and factual
That my mental blast fools, it reacts like a gun tool
Mental releases peices of no,
Makin yo brains blow
Got pros that froze like sub-zero and flows
I jams like the master shoot my lyrics like j
The emcee's run from my house I don't play
On that days to display dismay blow away
To play movie celebrities you done away like fay

Chorus

(ruck)
Word is bon jovi, niggas don't know me
Hoes blow me show me affection for constant erection
My direction is pistols pointed at niggas on bristol
Who thought it was fun to pull guns and issue my dismissal
But you can't handle this,
Cause I get scandalous when cannabis enters my system which makes me
More odd than tony randal bitch
Due to circumstances and lyrical advances
'nother man die, why, cause of my verbal enhancements
Transmit advances over my mental highway
I say what I wanna, smoke marijuana
Gonna hit you with a verse so nigga nurse your f**kin wounds
Boom in my system keep me in time with tune

Chorus

Intro/chorus: all together

This goes out to my magnum force
When we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off
May the force be with me and if not our fault
For life, f**k alla y'all

(ruck)
Yo you can't manage this (manage this) the bomb scandalous
From here to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random shit
But can you get, with the nigga tall sean manuscript
Man you shit, all up in your pants when the cannon click
Man I flip, on niggaz for no apparent reason
Squeezin shots at you heathens, to stop you from breathin
When the cops come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr
See we are the illest niggaz out that's on your tv pah
So when you greet me pah, better have your f**kin shit straight
Your fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake
You fishcake, whatever the f**k ruck dictate
The shit great, higher than shows made by rick lake
You'll lick eight, shots at them niggaz who be f**kin with
International irrational beat got you ruckus bitch
Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin shit
Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin shit

Chorus

(rustee jux)
When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls
V.o., novacainin my sufferin through the strugglin
Easin the agony, postponin the misery
Smoke some weed, blank out my memory momentarily
Calculatin my every motion, cautious coastin
I see the blue and white scopin, slowly approachin
Eyeballin me and my sons, like we the ones
With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last ones
So they can get they rocks off, sound they glocks off
Light my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz bump cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a dead shot
Jamaicans in the dread spot'll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock
Hit the swats with a cinder block off the rooftop
Regulatin, livest motherf**kers on this side
Bitches dick ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes

Chorus

(rock)
Keep on talkin aight? get more than your style rammed up
You see me? don't say shit like pink panther
You talk too much like run'n'them and your breath smell like pampers
Get knocked the f**k out by dr. david banner
Dj at the bar be act like records got dandruff
Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up
You know this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up
So who wanna battle? we'll learn you some manners, God damn ya


You niggaz make me sick as cancer, I slam ya
Whole crew of emcees, dj's and your dancer
Half-steppers can't run, panic catch a tantrum
Teared a new hamstrung, I stick niggaz for ransom
? again now they got front, I slap cats at random
Deflate your egos you too gassed off the mylanta
Take your dough and hoe and dissapear like the phantom
Send her back pullin her hands up, singin the m.f.c. anthem
Man dem, strong like samson, shorty and jux
Cause I'm that nigga rock from heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome
But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta bananas
Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa your answer

Chorus

(representativz)
Aiyyo I'm movin through this life shit with the only fam I got
My triple r rated niggaz steady blowin up spots
You think not it's little rock we bust shots at your car
And leave you stretched in your ride like these fake rap stars

This shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin
All that panickin'll get your shit ran up in
I can't stand it when mc's get caught ramblin
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send
In this land of sin where they break fool for the chips
Over jewels and whips pack my tool and my clips

So when we start to bust clips on y'all, niggaz assume
The straight, dead position when my lead go boom
Embeddin this tune, all into your f**kin doom
We move through these evil streets steady holdin chrome

My rep niggaz stay mashin, big up my thugs on ?
Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops passin
Your team is has-beens, gaspin from the ass slashin
The repz baby, time for action, action

* "what's" uttered by various bccers *

Chorus 2x

(rock)
Throw y'all middle fingers up in the air
Say, "f**k y'all niggaz, we don't care!"
Word is bon jov', oh oh
We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh
Niggaz think they f**kin with my magnum force
Cause when we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off
May the force be with me and if not our fault
For life, f**k alla y'all
Hehehehe, see
Slogan is made of force be with me
Not our fault
You can't f**k with that? f**k you all
Word is bon jov'..

(rock)
Just understand the whole shit son, y'know y'know
It's too much doodoo over here, there's doodoo over there
Knowhati'msayin? get with the real, from here
And the real from there
And make it mo' better like blues everywhere
Yaknowhati'msayin? dynamic duo times two bro

(ruck)
F**king global, f**king domination in this rap shit

(rock)
Word is bon jovi..

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and ruck go
Worldwide boot camp with smoke by the truckload
Or the west coast, where they show me tons of love
Doc and tray deee crackin jokes bout guns n drugs
Buggin on this wack rap shit from coast to coast
Why not the real from both sides lick and go for broke?
No ass joke, like buck or rakim, long arms like down syms
Snatch up your hoe, f**k her or pass it, it don't mean na-thing

(ruck)
What's the deal pah? i hope shit is peace and love
But if it ain't f**k it I'm forced to release these slugs
Peep these thugs, sean price, mc most miraculous
When pumped up, I'm forced to jump up punk and smack the shit
Act like it can't happen when would I ever let you slide
Two fly niggaz becomin victims of whorides
You try to avoid my clutches that's when you die
News fly fast as f**k on how ruckus done bruised guys
Cornball niggaz screamin, "ruck you on some other shit"
Mad cause I make music no longer for the love of it
What is this? y'all niggaz is soft like some velvet
You get dealt with, a single shot to your pelvis

(rock)
Now throw your hands in the air if you feel this here
Shit'll bump everywhere because it's real this year
From the city of long beach to my home brownsville
Cause real recognize real everytime for real

(daz)
Who mashes with the craziest niggaz in town?
Kill em willingly who got the right to make a sound?
My style break blocks corners avenues and drives
It's about time to mash in, it's a ride
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the steel
Steadily givin these niggaz don't pass these zones limits
I live the unusual cruicial life, so pay attention
As I come through, for you and your crew
It's just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use
I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless
To step to this, we in effect we dangerous
Contain the mental murderous and ain't afraid to diss

We can't quit we can't stop we got to do this shit (do this shit)
Cause heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run this shit)
If you don't know you gotta know you never trust a bitch (never trust a bitch)
Game trump tight, we try to run this shit (run this shit)

(kurupt)
Life without money, that's like breathing with no air
Prepare, there's no love in warfare


Engage, I meet the front page, like nicholas cage
And get served, front and center stage
I'm breakin through, throw up your teflon barriers
And get penetrated, telekinetic superior
Hostile, verbal apostle in 3-d
Hittin every galaxy, throwin up d.p.

(rock)
We in the house, even when we outdoors
We in the house with dick in your bitch mouth
From here to down south to the westside, my vocals test drive
You crazy, the shit I spit'll make a nigga praise me
So say oh, you love the real shit frequently
Oh for dogg p-o-u-n-d and b-c-c
Me, bummy j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckus
And kurupt what? we equal fo' bad motherf**kers
You want lumps? we got some, worse than that we got guns
From hot ones, to legal shotguns, hold up I'm not done
Oowops son, and mad glock 9's, the red dot kind
To make a snake hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?

(ruck)
At the same time, you can catch me on corners yeah smokin trees
Hopin these, niggaz don't battle the ruckus vocally
Potentcy, that's what I'm kickin while all you jokers be
On some bullshit, niggaz you movin at a slower speed
You know it's the, show after-party hotel like jodeci
Make me blow the back out these bitches bangin they ovaries
I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I totally
Smack the shit out of any nigga I think that's clonin me

(daz)
Now who, wants to be a real dope mc
Like heltah skeltah and the d-p-g
Swervin all through your f**kin town
And layin punk motherf**kers down, hah!

(kurupt)
Man, these niggaz servin me? I thinks not
That's facin a blizzard in a f**kin tanktop
I took tricks to new jerz to cape cod
You could be adventureous up against tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I bring it to you nice
And have the whole scenery surrounded like the vice
Who could it be comin through in all blue?
Dogg pound gangstaz, number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top principal
Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity split
That's when all the bullshit ceases, this whole frame
And format crumble right before his eyes into pieces
Fake ass assassin with no heart and no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows, and no rhymes
Waitin for poetical satan, creatin slaughters
Runnin through camps like walter payton
I'm all about money makin, and not makin mistakes
You're only worth what you create in the garden of snakes
Motherf**ker

(daz)
Yeah, and that's how we do it
Heltah skeltah and tha dogg pound
Runnin this motherf**ker
Yeah!

(feat. Doc Holiday, Starang Wondah)

[Starang:] They don't like us
[Rock:] Word Up
[Starang:] They don't like us
[Rock:] They ain't gotta like us fuck them son

[Starang]
Starang, forever like Wu-Tang, my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside-down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness
(Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans
And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been missin you)
Last year ATL we almost got physical
I can't talk now read about it in the interview
(While ya'll up in D&D) I caught two and three stitches
I was still gettin bitches in the tunnel takin pictures
In the mazda listenin to Kris 'I Got Next'
I wanted "Hot Sex" so I ran and got the Lex (aiyyo)

[Rock]
Aiyyo shit goes down
Time to throw down show up this a showdown
So down low now I'm low down
Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound
Blow down ya whole town first go round
Yo smile'll quickly be switched bitch and you'll frown
When I dig in ya pockets and take all the dope out
Lay ya gold out now and don't pronounce one word
Shut the fuck up probably cryin hold down
Tired of punk asses takin shit for a joke
Now watch you'll pounce gat pointed at yo door (POW)
Act like you know now
We could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya bitch no doubt

[Chorus:]

I ain't havin that [x4]

Shit yo game be asses I got two passes to the Baja
Ah ha then turn into night we fuck
Yo cars superthug privelage
I ain't got to brag because I did it
Run before the rap when I was scrappin
On these motherfuckin mean streets of Brownsville gun clappin
I ain't got to front I make it happen
Strictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techs
Head all night overdeuce deuce the feds

[Rock]
Yo matter fact here's a list of some of the shit I ain't havin
First of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass man
I ain't havin no back stabbin I ain't havin shit
Run yo mouth you get smacked in it (Why) Why? why?
Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guy
Four horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the fuck up (Speeed)
Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchin
Do the research your feet hurt from half-steppin
Bitin my shit a make your teeth hurt
Word is bond - jovi B you wildin
My dick dont stay out my high stop ridin (My Diiick)

Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
Run up in the piece think you gone dead that fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
U.S. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)

[Ruck]
Yo, yo.. "where ya at?"
To all my peoples Henessey passed off
Give a toast to my whole MFC
While you clowns waitin Ruck is shakin the foundation
Wit some groundbreakin shit that'll leave the town thinking
When I cock back my pistol drop back and whistle
For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude
We miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool clique
I gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull SHHHH

[Doc Holiday]
U.S. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillow
Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag
MFC keep it cookin (Keep it cookin)
We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklyn
Rock pick the lock Ruck bust the sha sha
Keep with the blast CC4 to blow the door (Now we blow the spot)
Armed and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass
You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass
Doin the Macarana over 2 pounds of hash
(We ain't havin that)

I ain't havin that [x5]

[Ruck]
You dont got no wins in mi casa
My shit's proper you still suckin my kielbasa
From hilshire I still fire from helicopters
Watch the birdie I heard him tell the tale to the coppers
Clock ya comin from the precinct singin operas
Met you at ya crib from the blind side I dropped ya
Knocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when I popped ya
Sent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppa

Yo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
Yo ya smack me and I smack you back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
Ya'll niggaz think ya'll gone come around here flashin' track fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)

[Starang]
Son you know they can't stand me
Cuz my crew pack heat like Miami
Ran for these rappaz outside of the Grammy's
They be killin me how they willingly be grillin me
Cuz they shorty wop just be feelin' me
Could it be, my name, or my big gold chain
Now when we in the airport on our way to soul train
I got niggaz on the west coast (WEST SIIIIDE)
That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoats
In business class eatin french toast and coffee
Tell the stewartess to back up off me we on ya'll
Warned ya, but ya'll still couldn't wait for the all-time great
William H. word up

And if ya call and I'm not home then you can call me back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
You just can't smoke if you ain't put in for the sack fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
Son don't fuck her raw here's a jimmy hat fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
Here's a tic-tac your breath smell like ass crack fuck that (Wooooo)

[Starang:]
And when you know, that when your MFC, your MFC for life
98 shit, Willam H. Duren, Doc Holiday

[ruck]
Fuck you bitch, word up
It ain't all about you, huh?
Trying to make shit happen, fuck you

Aiyyo we fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss, before eshkoshkah
We was closer, later on you was supposed ta
Be the one that I stayed with but it seemed that you played tricks
Every day it get worse, than the day before
Maybe you're, actin too, immature
Insecure, plus I'm lookin for the cure
Keep flippin like you do I'm lookin at the door..

Ahh, motherfuck you
Playin, youknowhati'msayin?
The fuck I look like huh?
One of these bitch ass niggaz in the street huh?
You dealin with a nigga who, can say what he means
And mean what he say
When I say I'm lookin at the door bitch I'm obvious
Straight up and down
The fuck I look like to you huh what?

And when you wit your friends I slide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine, and always rep God cipher divine
When i, did the knowledge all my wisdom it came
To an understanding that you underhanded and lame
I should play some stuck-up rapper role
And get foul everytime you lose control
But that's not my order of operation
Bustin nuts in ya, startin our own population
But now you ain't actin the way that you used ta
B so I can't c you in my future
And I don't think that I can take it anymore
Y'all know the rest.. the four-four

[mike stewart]
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason I should breeze

If the lovin ain't good
And I never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason I should breeze

Fuck is the deal, huh?
You know what I'm workin with, I gotta tie my shit to my knee
Fuck, my shit ain't good, what?
The fuck is you doin, punk ass bitch?

My friends always tell me I'm lucky to stay
Dipped with the flyest chick from the b.k.
But all the games you play make a nigga wanna spray
So every night to the most high a nigga pray
That me and my shorty make it to another day
If not fuck it ruckus it wasn't meant to go that way
But hey I can't front it was good while it lasted
Until I asked her some old stupid hood rat shit
Some left field shit that a nigga can't call
But all in all, I had a ball
I guess it's better to have loved, and to have lost
Than to never have love at all

[mike stewart]
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason I should breeze

If the lovin ain't good
And I never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason I should breeze

Youse a fuckin miserable bitch
Man that's my word is bond you always want me around the shit
Misery love company man but you know what?
I'm gettin the fuck up on out of here, ba-by, bet that
I ain't gonna deal with that bullshit no more huh?
Bout to make mad moves with my dogs man
Fuckin heltah skeltah me and rock yaknahmean?
Motherfuckin my brother illa-noyz, man fuck you word up
Plus I got motherfuckin ? , knahmean?
Motherfuckin uhh, mike stew'
Singin what he singin, doin what he doin

[mike stewart]
If the lovin ain't right
You're not home, late at night
All we ever do is fight
There's a reason I should breeze

If the lovin ain't good
And I never thought you could
Ever treat me like you should
That's a reason I should breeze...

(repeat both stanzas to end)