[Intro]

To make the brothers act fools

[Verse]

I got it goin' on since I'm up next to flex

You can bet I drop heavy, so girls grab your Kotex

I catch fits when I blitz a rhyme grit

And my lip gets to the point to rip some more fly shit

Redman ready to rock rough rhymes

Renegade rapper, rip when it's rhyme time

Punk push a pen and pencil when I'm pissed

Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit

Fee-fi-fo-fum, funky to floor, ayy

Fuck your freak words for foreplay

Quickly, quiet is kept, never quack

On the Q-Tip I quote, I throw lines like a quarterback

A monster, murder motherfucks like Manson

A madman who mutilize men with 9-M-M

Bullets blow bad, brother, back to back I slam

Bread and butter, break beats to Bam Bam

Jump off the jim before I jack my Johnson

I jam like Janet, chew MC's like Swansons

Dennis Stamp, dummy, I'm diggin' a dungeon

Can you dig that I dig deep to destroy dumb-dumbs?

Yes, I am what I am when I jam, bro

My afro's in the house (Yo, yo, yo)

Long as I live large, life will be luxury

Ladies in Lamborghinis, love is like luck to me

Nasty nigga, competition is none

From Newark, New Jersey, knock heads like Mike Nunn

Shit, grab the steel when I'm strokin'

Smoke with shotguns, but the sign said no smokin'

Cool it, kiddo, I control from sea to sea

Cut like Chucky, plus style is cock-D

Superman lover, cool from the new school

Hold your breath while I walk holdin' my jewels

[Outro]

Hardcore to make the brothers act fools

Hardcore to make the brothers act fools

Hardcore to make the brothers act fools

Hardcore to make the brothers act fools