[Intro: Def Squad]

Uh, yo, yeah, Def Squad

Full cooperation on this one (Yo), total concentration

Yo, look (Huh?)

'Sup with these cats out here, son?

I don't think they figured, son (Yeah)

I don't think they hear you son (Yeah)

Haha, drop a load on 'em

[Verse 1: Keith Murray]

Now first but not least, you will respect Keith

Lay a nigga down like a do-rag and some grease

You must be crazy tryin' to play me

I been dedicated since King Tut the third, baby

Lyrical chemist, rhyme menace, diminish you for the benefit

Then continue to kill shit for the fuck of it

I see y'all been writin', still bitin', still lookin lame

Half y'all niggas still soundin' the same

I'm excitin' it when live on stage, when reciting

Enlightening, frighten lightning, throwin' thunder in chains

When I first came, I gave birth to a million MC's in the game

Who should all carry my last name

And I'm gonna get you, sucka, like Damon Wayans

Insane like Jermaine, bring pain and novocaine

Okay, y'all lil' monkeys wanna play?

My squadron bring the art of war the correct way (Okay)

[Chorus: Def Squad]

I need your full cooperation and total attention

There's a few things I'd like to mention

These rappers out here swear they so appealing

I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings

I need your full cooperation and total attention

There's a few things I'd like to mention

These rappers out here swear they so appealing

I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings

[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]

Okay, for thinking it's okay to rhyme that way

You'll be P.O.W., M.I.A. 

And I'm seven steps ahead of you, five from eternity

And all that shit you kick just don't concern me

I separate the champs from the chumps

Ask a nigga blunt, "Yo, how many lumps you want?"

So flavorous you could taste it

So hardcore, I wrote this layin' on the floor in the basement

My style ain't no walk in the park

Got mainstream MCs scared to rhyme after dark

And there ain't no half-steppin', I'm reppin' like a nuclear weapon

Manifestin' the immaculate conception

Lyrically, I rape an MC like sodomy

Add tragedy to your odyssey

For battle reservations call 1-900-SQUAD

Frontin' on us is like frontin' on God

[Chorus: Def Squad]

I need your full cooperation and total attention

There's a few things I'd like to mention

These rappers out here swear they so appealing

I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings

[Verse 3: Redman]

Now when we take it there, these three niggas in the square

My squad hangs out like 400 pounds in brassieres

My death row alliance be assigned then aligned, too electric

So it flare like a chair in Texas

Hot, approach with extreme caution

No horsin' around when my squad abortion a sound

Our crew's like Smokey off soaky

Even Little Bo Peep, your style is weak, guard your Rollie

With all the ice in it, I slash the ice out

Pull the price out, cop a Benz, put my moms in it

As long as I'm alive, I'ma keep the vibe

Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, alright?

[Chorus: Def Squad]

I need your full cooperation and total attention

There's a few things I'd like to mention

These rappers out here swear they so appealing

I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings

I need your full cooperation and total attention

There's a few things I'd like to mention

These rappers out here swear they so appealing

I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings

[Outro]

That was "Full Cooperation" by the Def Squad crew

And this is Dave Rockin' Reel comin' to you once again on WDEF Radio

It's about 95 degrees outside on this hot, sunny day

And everybody's goin' to the fuckin' beach today

A lot of people are headin' to Jones Beach (Yeah) and Asbury Park (Yeah)

And if you're goin' to Coney Island (Yeah), don't take the BQE, it's packed like a motherfucker (That's right, Miguel)

Take the D train, AC, motherfuckers

And— And fellas, there's a lot of hoochies and birds out there

So whatever you do, make sure you carry your motherfuckin' jimmy hats

That's right, Moe, and a little tip for all of you out there

If you run into any chickenheads at Grant's Tomb, make sure they're clean (Why?)

Because we don't want you to catch salmonella

That's right, this is Dave Rockin' Reel signin' off one time for WDEF Radio