du?man av?na c?kal?m (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let's hunt enemies) Akal?m, haydi bu battle'? kazanal?m (Let's go, let's win this battle) (We started
all doin, everybody alright? Yeah, that's real good (uh-huh) Remember me? Heheh, I'm that guy Hairy Jungle Brother, hehahahehah Now I'm squattin, squattin on
J" "Here come the Masterman and Baby J" Hit it--hit it When we get on the mike we'll be number one Even top D.M.C. and Run Everybody's really gonna
put gold D's on a Bentley? The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside 20's I'm the West Coast Don, the Compton phenom that drop bombs on you niggaz, nothin
room to do our thing 'Cuz we ain't come to hurt no one So everybody come on get up on the floor Right now and grab someone Now first of all I'm the
You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you the oldies? Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's The Snoop D
bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees Who you think brought you the oldies Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O
the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon c'mon, yeah, c
gun I'm a ride until I die Makin bitches out here run You can run if you wanna Where you run is where you die I'm a break me off a prada stick your
So C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah Makin' moves y'all, moves y'all, on and on and on Check it out, check it out
or here on the scene sounds of the zeekers just not a dream Verse 4: Rumpletilkinz I'm drizzy on may i'm be on the ill tate I'm simply teaching I representing
Come alive from the bottom to the top Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop But? (I know you, and you know me) C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D
buy a black ghost and call that shit SP Glow outta this world, I'm coming for my Moon man You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance
weed, whatever you need, man, we got it all Yeah, c'mon, street niggaz, street niggaz We sittin' on leathers and we grippin' on wood (The streets is watchin') C
frontin' Lines come digital stupid, plus my team got 'nuff jury on, bet I'm still live and I'm coopin' Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves Front on
come on, come on motherfuckers Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on Come on motherfuckers, come on
Run D M C Rock For you Fresh For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a fraud Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost You're the kind of guy
ready for the big beat drum Drum didi drum didi didi drum drum So people in the place here the big beat comes Here we come here we come here we kitty come come Come on everybody