[Intro: Breez Evahflowin’, El Juba, and Swave Sevah]

El Juba: Yeah

Swave Sevah: True

Breez Evahflowin’: Yeah, hahaha

El Juba: The wrong place to be

Breez Evahflowin’: What?

El Juba: Uh

Breez Evahflowin’: On some Three the Hard Way shit

Swave Sevah: Stronghold

El Juba: The Easy E

Breez Evahflowin’: Cvees! Hah. What?

El Juba: What’s my name? I’m El Jube

Breez Evahflowin’: El Juba

El Juba: Pass the mic to me

Breez Evahflowin’: Set it off, set it off like

Swave Sevah: Set it off

El Juba: Yeah

Swave Sevah: What?

Breez Evahflowin’: Uh, uh

[Verse 1: El Juba]

Splash, impact your whole cash flow. This is

Your last show. I’ll take your light and glow

Fill up the dark like an incense stick when sparked

Father of the drum, father of the heart

Juba handjob pop-lock maneuver

Twist up a sweat then freeze

Praise the ancient emcees

[Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin’]

Now here come the Breez

Caught Hercules on the mic. My cloth’s

Leather, gray. Get blind the Swave Sevah way

(Every day) ‘til the life decay

My brother from TBA:

[Verse 3: Swave Sevah]

S-W-A

V-E, Cvees member, fly flow inventor

Microphone bender injure

Tender pretender contenders

What? Now who want it?

[Verse 4: El Juba]

I’m atomic, doggone it. I get respect

The mothership connect and then dip

Invisible spiritual ninja

Spit a verse, sure it can injure

Negative energy. Love is

The musical weapon that we shoot at the enemy

Bop! Gunshot got you doing the wop

Blow up the jazz, electric hip hop

Kill your diseases, freestyle and free

The mind, cure the eyes of the blind

Every vortex that spin on your spine

Will 3-6-0 degree a full day

[Verse 5: Breez Evahflowin’]

Ain’t no way y’all will fold me flat

Like Moe Dee Jeep on Cool J cap

Stronghold, we creep on through these cracks

Unknown laid beats onto these tracks

The rap regulator, debater of thoughts

I hate cheeba hawks. I could sense ‘em like

Peter Parker. Marker, marker on the wall

Now, what crew rock harder? It’s ours

Your material’s ethereal. Although my name is Breez

Your broad know I’m hard to my N-U-T

[Verse 6: Swave Sevah]

Let it be known Swave, DJ Unknown, Breez, and Juba

Got targets locked, ready to stop these intruders (Stop it)

It’s like we throwing darts when the flowing start

And emcees, they’re guaranteed to take a fall like Owen Hart

Where’s you pen? Rap books rip ‘em apart

It takes more than a hot verse to get with this art

The beta blood in these waters and I’m swimming with sharks

Act funny in the spotlight ‘cause my niggas is dark

Made the bigger nigga shrink. Wanted to battle, yo

Called him DiCaprio and watched his dumb ass sink

Yo, I probably could think, write it down in ink

Record it, have it in stores before you could blink

[Verse 7: El Juba]

You flunk. I chart. You drop

I’ll reach the top, tap two chicks stashing the art

Whine ‘til they sweet, minds get dark and deep

A moment is a secret locked in the street

Tell him, “Don’t brag to your good girlfriends

In the club. They’ll collect my love on their lips

And chin.” To pimp is a very bad sin

But the only way to climb high in a world

Ruled by men. I don’t write with a feather pen

I cheat to get elected president

I fight for the Unknown. My voice a verse

I don’t teach a child to curse

Ain’t along for the platinum ice, playboy lifestyle

Who left the minds of the young in sex?

And love limelight over sunshine?

Chase dirty money. Now they’re running from the one time

(Whoop, whoop) Who is the victim who did the crime?

My Florida pirate radio rhymes

Well, fuck it. Good with the hood love

Not the fake, big dollar, Hollywood love

[Verse 8: Breez Evahflowin’]

I hope mami got a good rub of the log, stays right

Y’all straight amateur night and silly like

A Sinbad suit, run to tower like, “Shorty, you don’t

Spend that loot.” Play a sample of your stash

She shut it off glad, then was handing over ass

Trash, “No class”—word to Rudy and Russell

And truly type booty like the gluteus muscle

Bounce like [?] doing the Hustle

Evahflow for those who remember the days

All-around like the tits on ebony A’s

‘Til the heavenly blaze, get you loose and then

Introduce these hens to Ben (Who?)

[Verse 9: Swave Sevah]

Ben Dover, stretched in a black Range Rover

Get what we want, then we show these bitches no love

Don’t let her smoke no bud, let her feel so bugged

Then when she start complaining, you reply, “So what?”

“Like it or leave it. Love me or leave me”

“Sorry that’s how you see me, but that’s how Cvees be”

Real life or T.V., we just unwind, recline

The remainder get blind like Stevie

What?