DEAD!

[Intro: RBX (Roger Troutman)]

(Blunt time-pull out your philly) Ha ha, mighty Aftermath

(Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli)

Whose soul ever contest, DEAD!

In me ear Dre. You hear me now? DEAD!

(Blunt time-pull out your philly)

(Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli)

[Verse 1: RBX]

Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong

Room for moving in, but that was on-ly mine

They will shake the hand, never really seen and only heard

They will shake the hand, he is only to heard l-oo-oo-ng

Knick-knack, paddy wack give a dog a bone

Long Beach City I wreck is my zone

I be the solo rollo which means I rule alone

You drew first blood, musta thought you was the lone

Fool now break for ya tool

Studio Rambo, catch ambush

I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come push

I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin' in the forest you Gump

Long Beach City-firmly represented

Narrator X is representor

Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor

Freeze MC's, don't ent-or

I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in wint-or

Or since I'm Sun I'll melt the metaphor

The metaphors are meltin', style is beltin'

I heard a dog yelpin' but no helpin'

[Chorus]

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin' flippin'

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin' flippin'

[Verse 2: RBX]

Dre's bad beats they Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

X flex lyric they can't combat

Fat as a elephant, elegant and eloquent no shit

I boots hits, throw tantrums like Ella Fitz

Live like Memorex, but you'll remember X indeed

Now remember don't contest the flex

Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss

I burn you like Backdrafter

After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter

Similar to this: HA. What's the repertoire-kick deadly wit' lyrics

Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's

[Chorus]

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin' flippin'

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin' flippin'

[Verse 3: RBX]

Mighty Aftermath!

Once again. Can't hold us back

Refuse, refuse (DEAD!) You lose (DEAD!) DEAD! (Indeed)

Attempts will be futile, it's way to brutal

Hear me now Narrator-to-the-X, tellin' anyone who contest

The mighty Aftermath Posse (Who? Who?) DEAD!

(Murder!) Exclamation point!

(Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)

(Blunt time)Ha

(Blunt tiiiime) Mighty Aftermath the 9-7

(Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend, dont'cah friend)

(Roowl, IIIIIIII don't wanna fight no more, no no, oooh!)

(Blunt time, blunt time, blunt blunt, yep!)