Released on January 1, 2002

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[Intro: Sample from Walt Disney Records’ "I'll Make a Man Out of You"]

Let’s get down to business

[Hook: Samples with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)

“Bring that soul where I’m from, run blocks over for fun” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”

“If I speak, is real” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”


[Verse 1: Swave Sevah]

Yo, when I’m spitting to them darker beats, I like to spark

The leaf and talk to niggas that walk the streets (Holler)

But since talk is cheap, I prefer

To lead by example. Action speaks louder than words (Yep)

So I’m coming to leave you hacked and butchered

All y’all bitch-ass niggas is getting Punk’d worse than Ashton Kutcher (Bitch)

And that’s only part of the beef. When I’m through with you

They gon’ be checking my head for the mark of the beast

(Yo, they pleading for their life)—yeah, I’m making them beg

You could run, but, if I catch you, I’m breaking your legs (Smash this)

You don’t want to be a missing person. You don’t want to have

The whole police department in your district, searching

Take my words serious—don’t misinterpret

If you love life, it isn’t worth it. How you want it? You want to

Continue breathing and fulfill your purpose (Or) or forever sleep under the surface?

Your choice, nigga


[Verse 2: Poison Pen]

We distinguished gentlemen. Don’t take humility for knock-off

When it pop off, we extinguish gentlemen

We show resilience, patience. Emvees

Outpost, Africans, Brazilians, Jamaicans

And Haitains, plus some good old Yankee boys

North of the Mason-Dixon. Accent swagger

Classic character, New York. Except it’s on some

Hero shit. We great but getting overlooked

On some teeth-row shit. Yes, a God indeed blow shit

Rap’s my comp. Little bitch, I got to feed those kids

Pardon my slur. It’s the liquor, my nigga

How I throw in bets, highs, lows, and reds

Ha. It’s not over yet. We roll over tombs without playing

No role of a goon. To me, that’s not right for you to

Call it a shootout, dog. You had that shot back

Heh

[Hook: Samples with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)

“Bring that soul where I’m from, run blocks over for fun” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”

“If I speak, is real” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”


[Interlude 1 (Overlapped with Hook): Breez Evahflowin’]

Outpost, Emvees like: yo (Yeah), yo (Yeah), yo (Yo)


[Verse 3: Breez Evahflowin’]

Unshakeable. Take a whole eighth to the dome

And when we high, you ain’t taking us on. It’s like the lye

Only making us strong and make me want to drop science like

Science ain’t make no unbreakable bones

Best to catch me alone and don’t let me make the phone call

My team to y’all is a guillotine through a snowball

Snowflake bring it, be a failure in the business

Like that nigga in the flick, answering his kicks like hoecakes

OK. They need someone to rock the place

(“It Takes Two”) from uptown, where they Rob for Base

And BK, BX on the tables of steel

To have your head nodding so hard, it’s able to kill

For real, who want next? X marks the challenger

My Temple spits Doom, check hearts like, “Kali maa”

You hit the club with your squad. I’ll hit the club with the car

Hit the floor ‘cause I’m breaking the bars


[Verse 4: Supastar Billy Graham]

Y’all done did it, marathoned your mouth, ran with it

Shifty prom mate, I must admit y’all could get it

Fuck what you say about my image. Scrambling through life

Like Vick from the line of scrimmage (Watch the kid)

My diddy bop is so crazy. See my arms swing

Chains swing, ding-a-ling to my shoelace strings swing

Only time you’re down to bang

Is if your girl is down the train (Hahaha)

Hehe. You niggas is homos. Talk about guns

The last you saw one was Grand Theft Auto

Stick to writing your jingles and promos

I got a hot lawyer that’ll get you all your points pro bono

Quit grilling, homie. Take a photo. Outpost

And Emvees rocking most emcees for real

If ya think Billy Graham won’t get ya

I exercise my fist. My nigga, one hit a quitter

[Hook: Samples with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)

“Bring that soul where I’m from, run blocks over for fun” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”

“If I speak, is real” - Sample from Poison Pen on Breez Evahflowin’s “Billy Goats Gruff”


[Outro: Supastar Billy Graham]

This is the joint venture of Outpost and Emvees. Black Static, motherfucking Swave Sevah, Breez Evahflowin’, Poison Pen. Enjoy the night. The motherfucking new kid on the block: Supastar Billy Graham. Hide your bitches, hide your liquor, hide your weed. Hehehehe