[Verse 1: Proof & Ty Farris]

Intensify, was meant to fly

Exhibit A, tinted ay, no need to Pimp My Ride

Got the dough right niggas, I don't rent I buy

Popping pill after pill until my mental's fried

Big man on the campus, no gentle guy

Find peace in the sleep off the Indo high

Start a beef in the streets, watch your kinfolk die

"Proof can't spit" That's a simple lie

Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack

Ayo P give me a word to throw back! Intensify!"

[Verse 2: Ty Farris & Proof]

Send shots to your face, you meant to die

Bust off, touch the barrel and your skin'll fry

Can't trust no one, 'cause your friends'll lie

I see bitch in your boys, I think your mens a lie

I'm 'bout to floss, wait until you see the Benz I buy

'Til the day I die, I'ma defend the I

F., this crack music, my pen is high

I'm the future in the flesh, you can't contend with Ty

Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack

Ay P I got a word to throw back! Jugular!"

[Verse 3: Ty Farris & Proof]

My nigga Sup once told me to go for jugular

Cross the gang and in the hole where we dumping ya

The bullies of the block, you know we a [?]

Raised by the hood with the soul of a hustler

When we around, the hoes don't wanna fuck with ya

Still riding dirty in the Olds' with no mufflers

Fresh off the stove and sold to the customers

Fuck with Iron Fist and them Fo's wanna buck at ya

Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack

[Verse 4: Proof]

A rumbler that tell you tumble-ah

Humbled enough to make a loud nigga mumbler

Stabbed wound stumbler, mugging your daughter after hugging her

Studied her, bloody inside, your life I'm gutting ya

Stumbled ya, punching your bodybag, snuffing ya

So you don't really want nothing huh?

Snitching muffler, fool I'll bust at ya

If you so bad then bite, now what you huffing for huh?

[Bridge: J. Kidd]

Ay ay ay ay ay, hah hah hah hah hah hah

Ay ay ay ay ay

[Verse 5: J. Kidd]

Yo, motivated, amped up, no debating

Official statement, no patience, so creative

Texas Poker player holding Aces, toast is blazing

So amazing, no one greater, hold your faces

Piss me off, I'll have soldiers aiming at your house

And now your block is getting wet but it's not raining

I'm up North on the lake with my sinuses draining

Merking a thirty pack of High Life, dawg I'm not complaining, I'm just saying

The name's J. Kidd but I'm not playing

Your flow's not sick bitch stop faking, bring beef we like bacon

[Verse 6: Moe Dirdee]

I'm a pimp, eat lobster and shrimp

Walk with a slang, talk with a limp

Sparkle and chain cost me a grip, walk with a cane, walk of the pimp

You barking is strange, I'm off of the hip

Sparking a thang, depart with the inf'

Dark and deranged, dark as it get, the carpets are stained and chalk is a bitch

Your heart in your cage is starting to rip

My part in the game is awfully sick

I ain't changed none, momma's same son since grade school

Detroit like chilling at [?] at Chandler Park by the wave pool

We ain't dinners, chilli cheese on the fries

If you Detroit like I, middle fingers to the sky

[Verse 7: J. Kidd & Moe Dirdee]

Please believe your boys a beast

We shit on mics, turn booths into toilet seats

I don't care if you live or not

My nigga just got out the box, hah this morning (5 O'clock!)

I got Martell (5 a shot!)

Then let six fly out the Glock and catch five (You're probably shot!)

Ay, Woof Pac, Iron Fist, run it back

Deadly boys in here (Where the tables at nigga!)