[Intro: Wayne-O, Nomad, Yves St. Larock]

Yeah

Po, po, po, po, po!

Gunshots [?]

Monsta Island rule the world!

Yeah, yeah!

Uptown

Midtown, Uptown, all around

[Hook: Nomad]

Wack emcees in the area

Make way before my crew come to bury ya

Because the Monsta Island clique is rolling thick

And we don't take no bullshit

If you’ve come to battle, I bet you're ‘bout to forfeit

See? No

Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Gunshots [?]

[Verse 1: Yves St. Larock]

Yeah, Yves

Metaphor composure on exposure

The mic controller, mind overflower, New York City soldier

(L.E.S. is in the house)

Displays aggressive paragraphs headed right through your cranium

They're hard to contain, plus they’re rowdy when I'm relaying them

So feel me while my presentation is spoken clearly

Rule the mic, like, yearly, for real, G

Improve on any groove because I practice like a master

Flip mad maneuvers like a grappler

I'm after the props and the platinum plus more

Me and my niggas on the Islands by the seashores

We're living in stress-free with over a hundred pounds of sensi

And honeys that are worthy, come along on Larock, see?

[Verse 2: Wayne-O]

Ayo, I drop emcees gracefully like Time Warner

Lamp like a D.T. cop on the corner

Thug niggas got me loco like the Fourth of July

Busting caps out the window

Indo shots to knock the tempo (Yeah)

Higher than my 9X bill, but still find it dandy

Point-blank shots off the brandy

Silent as a cooked-up pot

Traded in my triple-beam, maintained on the same plot

With schemes to get the legal collard greens

Me and girl is like Captain and Tennille (Yeah)

Hear the same, do what the fuck I feel

One: You get done, two: you get cracked without the gun

Three: You need to ignore it, and, if not, go for it

I get ill like a fever, Grimm note-seizer

Swinging that ass back and forth like Aaliyah

You're looking, you could find me on the A, fast trip

Invites for any to come back and rock with Pip

Slip and take a trip down (Down)

To the nearest hospital in town (Town)

Lost in the sauce, dumbfound

So kindly come squared-off with the world-renowned

Uh, you don't stop

[Verse 3: MF Grimm]

Quake beats like Earth with profanity and sanity

Musical exorcism haunting tracks like it's Amity

Niggas I'm burning, intentions affirming

As the beat rocks and I plot on competition

Mic’s a MAC-11, add the vocal ammunition

Ass-whippings are dished to those who feel better

Get ‘em, I cock the mic back and then I wet ‘em

Brain-burner microwave thoughts like it’s Swanson

Fast learner accumulate units until it's platinum

Defeat me? Come on, nigga, that shit ain’t happening

Fuck the rapping shit, avoid me

‘Cause when I'm paranoid, motherfucker, I be capping shit

I'm mapping out shit, my man, plans to become a millionaire

Before I disappear from this atmosphere

[Interlude]

Get the money, money

Monsta Isle

Get the money, money

Monsta Isle

[Hook: Nomad]

Wack emcees in the area

Make way before my crew come to bury ya

Because the Monsta Island clique is rolling thick

And we don't take no bullshit

If you’ve come to battle, I bet you're ‘bout to forfeit

See? No

[Outro: MF Grimm, Yves St. Larock, Wayne-O, Nomad]

Big G

L.E.S

Ya got to see

My destination

East side

West side

L.E.S., Midtown, Uptown

My destination

Monsta Island

Whole clique on probation, see?

East side

West side

L.E.S., Midtown, Uptown

Monsta Island

East side

West side

L.E.S., Midtown, Uptown

Monsta Island