[Rah Digga]
Yeh, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh)
Rah Digga y'all, Dirty Harriet (uhh!)
Kweli, Xzibit, new millenium! (C'mon, check it)
[All] One, two, three, four
[Rah] Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old school shit from junior high (HEYYY!)
[All] One, two, three, four
[Rah] Jersey's finest in the house, punchlines and metaphors
Make your foul ice grill, thug mommy on the real
Puttin heads to bed like Hennessey and NyQuil
[Rah Digga]
Convertible style, still had the heat knockin
Bumpin shit from way back with my man beatboxin
Shootin the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-C's
Type of rap bitch that love underground classics
Gettin more green than that nigga St. Patrick
Makin wack rappers go and merc the set {*dial-up sounds*}
Better off behind a desk tryin to surf the net
Cause I be adamant, kill 'em when my joints get added in
Worse than boric acid in your project cabinet
Dirty Harriet, increase the fanbases
Leavin non-writin cats stuck on the plantations
Mini-skirts with tights, eatin lunch with whites
Lead the party over here like they Israelites
Got Cali, Brook, Briddicks, Rah, Kwe', Xzibit
Gonna lock shit down like you can't get no visits
[T.K] Rock the whole world like the Rolling Stone tour (AH-AHHH!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms sweat
[All] One, two, three, four
[T.K] The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we break on through
Before I care about your take on me, we take on you
[Talib Kweli]
Yo, yo, yo
We bring it straight to your face from the start, yo
Rage against the machine , break it apart
Might be over your head, but it's straight from the heart
I show my love in the light while y'all hate in the dark
Straight to apocalypse is where I'm takin the art
Givin niggas battle scars, ALWAYS makin my mark
You fakin the part of gangster, til niggas break in your spot
You straight bitch whether I say it or not
Shit is hot, spittin flames on the track
Put our town's names on the map
From now until we fadin to black
Where we at? Thug rebels love metal clubs ghetto
When the slugs let go like Frankie Beverly
Forever we stack notes like the treasury, flow heavenly
Get you high on speech laced with obscenity
Niggas be gassed like Cipha Sounds , and need rescue remedy
Then fall the fuck off like limbs affected with leprosy
[X2z] Why the fuck can't MC's MC no more?
Hardcore til somebody put me under the ground
With a dick in your ear, still couldn't fuck with my sound
[All] One, two, three, four
[X2z] Takin me straight to the weed spot, then to the liquor sto'
"Gimme Some Mo'" like Busta Bus', who do you trust?
Swingin through, your favorite neighborhood lush
[Xzibit]
I'm irate, usin your body for live bait
Xzibit rockin them heavy gems you can't take
Dilate, cock back the weight, spread hate
Heavy metal we settle and set shit straight
Hit gates in my younger days, from the policeman
Me and my clan used to dance thicker than quicksand
Supply and demand the hand is quicker than the eye
Find some chickens to fry, while you find it hard to stick to your lie
I see through the tricks, destroy the façade
Your little lungs is too weak to hotbox with God
Rah Digga, First Lady of the Flipmode Squad
Gotta be hard like a young nigga walkin the yard
For the first time, we ain't the niggas you let shine
Expect mines to blow lines like coke everytime
I'm an Alkaholik nigga so I finish the fifth
You at the front door bitchin because you ain't on the list
Yeah (ohhhhhhh) hehehe (aight y'all, aight y'all..)
Yeah (here we go)
[All] One, two, three, four..
The Israelites journied from Egypt to the Promised Land under the leadership of Moses (Exodus).
Kweli doesn’t care about criticisms unless it’s from someone who has the gall to challenge him and earn his respect.
Following the allusion to The Doors, Kweli subtly refers to A-ha’s pop-hit “Take On Me”, displaying a mentality of working on his own goals instead of focusing on the successes of others.
Frankie Beverly and Maze had a minor hit entitled, “Before I Let Go”
Rah Digga was with the Flipmode Squad from 1997 ‘til 2007
Boric Acid is sometimes sprinkled in cabinets to keep out ants and cockroaches
Xzibit also used this line on Eminem’s “Bitch Please II”. Talib Kweli also used a similar line in “Thieves In The Night”. Hotbox refers to puffing ganja in an enclosed space such as a vehicle with the windows rolled up so that the smoke can’t escape and can be re-inhaled. X to the Z is comparing himself to God of hotbox smoking and the lil homie’s lungs are too weak to hang with him during the smoke out.
Each MC ends their verse with a line that ties in to the beginning of the hook where they all count it off.
Rah Digga proclaims that when she, Talib Kweli and Xzibit get together, they take over the hip-hop scene and nobody else will get a chance to shine.
She then portrays every other rapper (or perhaps, the listener) as a prison inmate, marking each passing day of his incarceration on the wall of his cell.
Jim Morrison was the lead singer for The Doors who made the song “Break On Through”.
Each MC ends their verse with a line that ties in to the beginning of the hook where they all count it off.
Kweli talks about wack rappers who have been overhyped by short-term fame, and are now seeing their careers end just as quickly as they began.
He then compares their demises to a leper who is infected so badly, parts of their body start dropping off one by one.
Each MC ends their verse with a line that ties in to the beginning of the hook where they all count it off.
Xzibit, a high-profile rap star, laughs at you not being as privileged as he is to enter the club.
He further jokes by imagining the doorman counting the names on the guest list and not seeing your name on it.
The drug game is being compared to the economic model, supply and demand.
When Xzibit used to supply drugs he did it so covertly that he never was caught handling his risky business.
Radio DJ Cipha Sounds hosts a stand-up comedy series called “Don’t Gett Gassed”