[Intro]

Motherfucking cause! Ah! Represent! FUCK that! Who the FUCK is you, nigga? X

Master of the earth, representing!

This is how we swing this shit

For the CM Mob

Bust it

[Verse 1: Zev Love X]

Zev loves to rock the venue then

See you, never be you, in fact, glad I never been you

Scratched of the menu

I continue with the yellup, so props might develop

From the duels, no clues to head swellas

I dwell Uptown! (It's like a jungle)

I'm immune to the fever though

Whoopsy daisy, never lazy so I heave-ho

Whippin' shit like DEVO, whip it good (That thang!)

Whippin' shit like Elmer Fudd, and Mr. Fudd slang

Listen to my guitar twang as I sang

A long flow and my songs blowin', blowin'

Blowin' up like a grenade, serenade, I'm in to win, bitch!

Locked on the mic like vice-grips to the Schwinn's (of the)

Seven feet seat pole from when I used to pop a wheely

You can get the props if you can top my illy silly

Weird old pro rap style, ran, see ya clap while

I'm the finger snap, child, Ritz will give me daps

(And now my nail file, thanks, I'll bake it in a cake)

And I'mma send it upstate for all my niggas makin' plates

You see I take none slack

Rhymes and track is mack

Zev Love X-Lax a brown man, not a black bastard

I'm stringin' 'em, up stringin' 'em up higher

Than the '86 Nike's on the wire

(Right outside my rest, love)

I don't suggest taste testin' if you can't digest, and I quote

"Zev with cess, goddamn, God blessed I wrote"

I tote disks, DAT's, gats and Bats

And vote no to canine, feline, rats and double drats!

(I always hear them sayin') Foiled again by that maniacal madman

He wraps like Saran wrap can a leg of lamb

(So shit's wrapped up)

X makes hits like a (Pimp's hoes smacked up)

All cracked up so constantly actin' up

Constipated monkeys got shit backed up

Get it!?

(Being said while K.M.D.is talking)

Like a constipated monkey (3x)

Like a constipated (9x)

Like a constipated

So don't sweat it

We don't play

(We don't play that bullshit and catch a bullet)

And parlet , nigga

(Yo the Nigga tried to pull it on 'em)

(...Yeah on some shit)

[Subroc]

What, is you stupid? Make my voice deeper...

Aight next track

(Yo yo lay back into that next shit)

[Zev Love X]

I need some motherfuckin cess on my chest so I can

Run around like I had a bullet proof vest on, uh

Like a, like a

Constipated monkey, constipated monkey

Like a constipated monkey, constipated monkey

Like a constipated monkey, Like a constipated monkey, Like a constipated monkey

Monkey, constipated monkey