Letras:
Das Efx Dead Serious

piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my nigga Hot damn, higgity-here I am, check it Mister I'm rippin the track to dreads or you're dead from my fists

motherfuck *?we go swavy?* I don't need to diss ya but excuse me Mister I'm sinkin ya battleships just ask Professor or the Skipper and downnnnnnnn [Chorus] [Interlude: Das EFX

Well I'm the jibber jabber, jaw like Shabba Franks making thanks, operating like Trapper John M.D., yea, that's what folks tell me I plan on going far

and down like the Down Jones Average I'm cocky, like Rocky, I biggedy-bangs the best So tiggedy-tell your friend, chump, 'cause here comes Das EFX A-

I'm flippin the tongue so figgity-fee-fi-fo-fum, no slippin I'm wicked, wild, bringin the style when I blabber I swing it for Das EFX, when I flex I won