Released on April 23, 2003

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[Verse 1]

Ayo, step back—my voice hit the track

C-O-N-S is back, putting Hack on the map

And it’s about that time to come correct with the rhyme

Get the fellas inclined to make the ladies feel fine

We shine like sunlight and make the beat run right

Making you rock like you only got one life

Left to feel this, stepping with the realness

We deal this now it’s all about the illness

Half-stepping, never that, we roll properly

A couple hundred bucks past go just like Monopoly

We full flash working this game like professionals

Lyrically put me to work, my feat sessional

I got you open while you digest my sound

Bugging out while you watch my record spin around

You love the way that it sound, well, go buy it

Think about bitin' my style? Don’t even try it


[Chorus]

What you trying me for? Ayo, kid, it ain’t worth it

What you trying me for? Because my rhyme style’s perfect

What you trying me for? You ain’t going nowhere with that

So don’t try it, ain’t nobody hearing that

So don’t try it 'cause nobody’s hearing that

And don’t try it, we don’t like your weak chat

And don’t try it (Yeah), it’s really hard for you to beat this

It wasn’t worth it 'cause I figured out your weakness


[Verse 2]

Who’s up next? Who want to test and make me get vexed?

Who wants to test ST while he be on decks?

You know we make people bounce like out-of-date cheques

And take a step back like getting back with your ex

East London sound, incorporate the jazz step

You wanna front, son? You’re walking on your last step

Wickedly shifty, like I said, it make your crew say

You put my tape inside your box, I’ll make you press play

Erasing cats with their raps when they pass through

Just so long as they never ever diss the class crew

They have to show the most respect for DNAQ

We always giving out the love and never hate you

We never ever came to do this on some quick shh

But when we do you know we guarantee you know we rip shh

We make them loud, whack rap cats stay quiet

Think about steppin' to D? Don’t even try it


[Chorus]

What you trying me for? Ayo, kid, it ain’t worth it

What you trying me for? Because my rhyme style’s perfect

What you trying me for? You ain’t going nowhere with that

So don’t try it, ain’t nobody hearing that

So don’t try it 'cause nobody’s hearing that

And don’t try it, we don’t like your weak chat

And don’t try it (Yeah), it’s really hard for you to beat this

It wasn’t worth it 'cause I figured out your weakness


[Bridge: Samples]


[Verse 3]

Yo, this be my last verse, the verse to be the free throw

Ayo, we breezing right through like when the wind blows

But when the kick drum thump we break your windows

You know when shit gets played just like Nintendos

Big up my man Nujabes we make the beat knock

Big up to Strumfield, Dela, and Pete Rock

I got my style on lock just like a cellblock

Cause when I ride on beats I make your legs shock

It’s hip-hop nonstop, we elevating this

So many cats out there will be relating this

Debating this but, yo, we on a love vibe

Making you jump to this, we on a club vibe

Now turn this music right up, I need to hear this

Lyrically as an MC, DL’s fearless

Maintaining myself to start a riot

You're thinkin' 'bout taking me out? Don’t even try it


[Chorus]

What you trying me for? Ayo, kid, it ain’t worth it

What you trying me for? Because my rhyme style’s perfect

What you trying me for? You ain’t going nowhere with that

So don’t try it, ain’t nobody hearing that

So don’t try it 'cause nobody’s hearing that

And don’t try it, we don’t like your weak chat

And don’t try it (Yeah), it’s really hard for you to beat this

It wasn’t worth it 'cause I figured out your weakness