Heltah Skeltah

[Background] "I see the horizon the Grate Unknown"

[Ruck]
I'm telling you man cut it out
Yo...we embarked on this nocturnal excursion in order to exchange
Conversation with these mortals not to play games
For real behind every great Ruck theres a Rock
The Rockness Monsta.....Dutch

[Rockness Monsta]
Yo its the Rockness not Rock live
Then again I'm Rock when I'm live
But I'm not fat then again my shit is so fat
Fans let your shot's fly (PLOW! PLOW! PLOW!)
Swift and changeable no style, be Rock style
Not foul, but play with me at your own risk and I might not smile
You get with the pawn, in one arms
I don't fight clean, flow like a butterfly, sting like a scorpion
On the tip of a sick ding-a-ling, bring the noise with your peeps
We up in this space deep, wit' nines like Star-Fleet, ah shit
God bitch ass rappers, and P I'll trap ya, then like a federal case
I'll crack ya word to my man Don Rulla, I'll cold beat your crew up
If it gets thick then number two-a, pass me the ruler
Click Click...Booya!!

[Chorus x2]
[Rock] If you don't know like I know
Then act like you know, like I know

[Rock:] (I beat's more ass than mom dukes leather belta)
[Ruck:] ('Cause Rock make cops throw Glocks Down like Heather)

[Background] "The Grate Unknown"

[Verse Two]
I turn this upside down, clown
Watch me and you'll get the picture, if ya don't understand
Why I be the Mr. Flipster, rhyme deliverer
Nine slug through your spine, and leave you on the floor vibratin'
Like a fouled line
Find the robbies, lurking in the dark ally
With more nigga, than a motherfuckin' guard rally
Tally up all the throats, the strangler hold choke
That all the riots that my brother Ruck is provoked, don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, cuz you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I chop that beef you pop, and feed it to my nigga doggen
Follow the trail of broken backs and, at the end of each you'll find
Me standing with my blackjack, with the Smith and Wessun on my side smoke
Another gat
[Ruck:] (Some Illa Noyz be the act for the attack)
Fuck you street fighter, front if you wanna get hyper
I strap on bombs and blow your face up like Stryker
Yo representatives light up another ? Spliff, while I dip, by the way
(smack) big up to the ill bitch

[Chorus x4]

(Rock: Rockness Monsta, stomp ya, ? )
(Never changin', forever face rearangin')
(You asked for it who want beef so here's war)

[Background x4 :] I see the horizon the Grate Unknown

[Ruck] We will, we will Rock you

[Verse Three]
Question (What)
Yo, who's the crew with the juice tryin' to front (What!)
Yo money, yo life and wars all I want (What!)
Bring all beef to Bedrock I got my gun (What!)
Niggaz soft as burger buns (What!What!)
Front man shit, spit
On the grave of the weak, when I speak, my tongue is nasty as a freak
I'm in a inner state of, inner mind
Which inner twines, with my inner body now I'm energizes
Its an insane shame, you can ask Ricky Steen
Order b-cheese be sweatin' ,no shorties only gettin' green
BLING! the sound then ? ghost, gone, me and Sean
Your shit's now paid for the Tron, need I go on you damn right
I'm foul as fuck, so if I should go to the line and shoot two (ah, shit duck)
Like James Bond I shoot to kill, Heltah Skeltah's here
Try square with me, clean a man like Mr. Belvedeere
Born in a place so far away it's prehistoric, Bedrock
No regular man survive that ? , from the age of stone
To the age of chrome, from Bedrock to Bucktown my fuckin' names known

[Chorus x4]

[Rock:] (Military Punisher Rock MP)
(Manson punishin' and keep robbing like Danville)
(Scar on my face but I'm not Al Pacino)
(Run for your guns me and self comin' through, Heltah Skeltah)

[Ruck] We will, We will

[Rock] We will Rock you, motherfuckin' knock you..

[Ruck] Beats more western mom do ?
From the land of the darkness Heltah Skeltah....We will, We will rock
You...Word is Born

[Background 8x] "I see the horizon the Grate Unknown"

Who we be?
We be the b double o - t - c - a -m - p ( x3 )

I'm caught up in a zone of my own, I rome
Run my fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome
And analyse, who to tear through, I dare you
Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof
Who's he? stalking the streets when there's no life
Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we's in flight
But it don't glow like, wack, the glow's phat
And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true warrior be at

Ogc, gunn clappa, number 2
Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew
Back, smack, a few of you till your ears ring
Duke I smack 'em with the bat. why?
So my hands don't sting
I bring rec in this game, and don't shit change
I inflicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine
Heads talk trash, walk in paths like anorexic
Patients, laced up, overdosed in the exits
And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers
Who don't know the meaning of the originoo gunn clappaz
Many phrases, many ways you can explain this
Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, I'll make you famous
So, step don't stare, dare cross this path beware
Representativz and foul play out the rear (out the rear)

Chorus:
We see in the dark like an owl
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Out to eliminate those who live foul
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl

Creep stalking, we, coughing,
Burgling, make me wonder why I'm not sleep walking
Peeps talking, I hear 'em as I walk by, but they all die
I'm fortified with the 45
F**k it! let me proceed with the mission
No need for intermission, I need trees in my system


Cut down through mart, then I head for brisk in park
With my p 'n' c, for some yard to spark
No need to get hyper, I see, c, cypher
Power on the corner f**king with my niggers, every hour
I devour, niggers who wanna test me and defy me
It might be giuliani or the illuminati
But I be, writing plans of attack in my journal
So, ruck, rock, ville sluggah remains nocturnal
Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like I'm solar
Penetrate through darkness bounce like I'm sonar

Chorus:
We been found less an organised ways to buckwild
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Spread the word, 29 million square miles
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl

One clik, stomping on the path, that's so hard
Ain't no smiling, we up against the odds like phil collins
Meanwhile, I still be wilding, but only smarter (what? )
Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot starter
Pardon this, I see you're not the sharpest pencil in the box
No where near a match, you get smashed by a rock
I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker
And you wonder why I hate ya
A snake'll get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head
Give me some panda thread (? ? ) the cobra command the dead
Ban the red
W - hypen b - u recognise! heltah skeltah digs them and not you

Outro:
Damn, ? ? trials
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
We live nocturnal in the ninety-now
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
In the concretes streets of bucktown
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Don't let your name show up next on my foul (file)
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl

Straight from the under, I make niggaz wonder
Why, I tap jaws, rock black eyes
See I, know nothing about things I be doing
Lives I ruin, in this here shit we pursuing

My parabellum means swelling, cerebellum when we dwelling
The Caucasoids, you void, my niggaz rebellin'
Who in the hell ever, said you can dwell whether
Or not, I sever your knot, with the shots so whatever I

What, you don't wanna battle me, battle me, that'll be
The day my whole posse rushes your monkey ass like Cato G
True warrior, conquerer, takin' flights, yo
Watch a nugget, I love it when niggaz on sight

Will all true warriors in the house say, "I"
Say, "I", if you not scared to die
You can look a nightmare square in the eye, say, "I"
Soldiers gone psyco, why?

I be your boot camp, veteran, faggots know better than
To test me, see I gets nasty like hedicin'
So who say, not me or Ruck gon' be Saddam
Boy, you moms should of warned you about a walking time bomb
I breaks arms and legs and straight up I bend that ass

So semi in that Henny, and we punk for me to bash 'em
Then ask Ruck, the irrational, here to bash a few
To, after who, you, whose your face to crack the brew
Then laugh at you, what's the, matter, dudes

Walking through my avenue, flappin' about
You wanna battle, dude, have a capitol
That'll do that ass a little justice
Don't fuck with the mothafuckin' Rock and the Ruckness

Will all true warriors in the house say, "I"
Say, "I", if you not scared to die
You can look a nightmare square in the eye, say, "I"
Soldiers gone psycho, why?

So all true warriors in the house say "I"
If you scared to die, then punk, don't reply
The year born copper, I sworn to devour
The injustice crush the ones who are cowards, so act like it can't happen

Act like the Originoo Gunn's don't be Clappin'
When the bitch ruckus reacting
I slap fools, relax with tools in my presence
'Cause that ain't shit, because your murder is the essence

So who wanna come test this champion sound?
Can't go underground, with the lyrics that pound
Profound is the way that I talk, plus
Muthafuckin' stoned is the way of my walk, what

Your jaw's up for grabs, beef, I'm bringin'
Swingin', right to left, side, gets wrecked
You think I'ma ass, money, don't hold ya breath
Let's, take this move, the dungeon to darkness
When guns bark, it's war for real, kid, don't start this

Rockness, Monsta, stomp ya, braids in
Never changing, forever face rearrangin'
Your gamin', the game, kid, you know that shit don't work
So bring ya game here and get ya stupid ass hurt

No under dirt, we won't lay that, don't say jack
I can get ya back sprayed, or ya face smacked
And my black Smif-N-Wessun, that'll show me foldin'
Now who want come and test the champion, boot camp'ion' soldier

Will all true warriors in the house say, "I"
Say, "I", if you not scared to die
You can look a nightmare square in the eye, say, "I"
Soldiers gone psycho, why?

Will all true warriors in the house say, "I"
Say, "I", if you not scared to die
You can look a nightmare square in the eye, say, "I"
Soldiers gone psycho, why?

(Rock) Yo, yo come here man, come over here duke
(Ruck) Get your shit over here man
(Rock) No, yo stand over here, stand over here
(Ruck) Get the fuck over here man
(Rock) Place to be, nah duke, come over here this where it's at duke

Chorus:

(Ruck) Place to be is on my side duke
Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe
(Rock) Nah! Place to be is on my side duke
Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe

(Ruck)
Buenos Dias
You know me as
Ruck-L Numero uno
Popey chuno stickin dick to yo chick coolo
Hard to kill like the white boy had to snatch a MC off the rap back
For the simple fact he's wack so what's the deal?
I feel you can't step to Sean
Wiggin out on bitch ass nigga's since Decepticons (Transform!)
The plan's on but I wish Mary J. Blidge remind me
Take my hoodie off nigga I can't see behind me
Why these guys chose to defy laws
Of the most high most guys get they shit wrapped in gauze
Place to be is on my side
Motherfuck ya pride, lay undercover from big Ruck
If ya monkey ass wanna survive

(Rock)
Yo and if you think that's hectic it gets worse when Rock's up in it
So somebody tell the fat lady she's up in five minutes
Shit is almost finished right after I take care of witnesses
Roamin the primises not mindin they businesses
And bitches up in yo melon tellin you to jet
You know if you stay
I might give you some chest pains like cigarretes
Bet ya bottom dollar don't move or swaller
You not promised tommorow but I promise you I'll make ya holler
Pop you coller
Bone stone's the way that I stalk in my zone
You can roam just don't get caught
Place to be is on my side duke
Cause you don't wanna be the target when I fly the coupe
Nigga

Chorus 1.5X

(Ruck) Yo bitch yo son that nigga jetted son
(Both laughing)
(Both) He a bitch nigga
(Rock) Bitch ass nigga man ooohh shit dude got mad sugar in his tank
Pussy
(Ruck) This is for all y'all people, all y'all people
that still got the little kid in 'em you know
(Rock) put a ad in the motherfuckin paper we need
some true warriors in here

(Chorus fades out)

Intro: Ruck

*snoring*
Bring in the next patient (the patient is sleeping)
Bring in his chart (the Doctor will see you now)
How you doin, let's see what we have here
My name is Dr. Killpatient
and I'm your psychosssssigmathetamasochistic

Verse One: Rock, Ruck

All I, seem to, think about is violence
It doesn't matter if I'm dead sober or I'm bent
It's strange, I'm not insane or at least I don't think so
Or am I? You think so Doc, truthfully I don't know
So what do I do I go to my crew and ask for help
But they ain't no help, they go through the same shit they damn self
So I look deep into the mind of a crook
Then out of nowhere I envision two right hooks
Aww damn, again goes this shit I
can't get out of this cycle, dish one got me whipped
From the thought of a brain bashing, Doctor stop me
Before I blow my motherfuckin top G

See that leather sofa over there? Yeah
Sit back with this six-pack and a spliff
that have your mind twisted while we chit-chat I like that
I think that, we should start with the session Uh-huh
But before we begin let me ask you a few questions Uh-huh
Have you been touched the wrong way? Nah
Involved in gun play Yeah
The town let me guess acquitted like you was O.J. How you know?
Typical black life you jack knives under a sea biscuit
Get specific an stop fuckin around wit that crack rock Yo I don't smoke doze
Yes you do Duke I can tell
'cause you actin funny, like when blacks get money

Brummy jazz only married to Jawana
and instead of helping you're getting me heated like a sauna

Just trying to get into your head
Pardon the way I treat you
Tell me bout your scar, did your momma beat you Nah man
Fuck the mystery Duke tell me your history
You're pissin me off
plus the time keep on clippin see

Chorus:

I need a doctor to give me some therapy
I need a doctor to check my, my brain

Verse Two: Rock, Ruck

As I think back, to the nineties
That's when life got extra grimy
Multiplied with a fleet behind me
Wasn't smart to try me, physical fam gave less than a
Which added on to eighties anger tearing through my inner
(Now we're gettin somewhere, yah) It's all becoming clear
I always feared I have to play the rear til I was outta here
That's when I flipped out and became a plane
that transform into a robot Rokk Da Kids was his name
(One of them Decep niggaz) Yup takin dope clothes and then some
I bend some (did you have any legal source of income?)
I said farewell to welfare crazy long ago
They want you to work for them peanuts now
man you need a shrink if you think I'ma go (huh)
Then any thoughts and hopes of rehabilitation
were chilled when I lost my nigga Phil it's been downhill
ever since, and ain't nobody helpin me
So I came to you, the Doctor Killpatients for therapy

Chorus

Verse Three: Ruck

Bust the prognosis, better yet Duke have a dosage
of prescribed poetry that people perceive as potent
I've been goin through your file and I found a conclusion
That you destined to be the best in this world of confusion
You lose when you fall victim to evil ways
I know crime pays but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of these and if you have a problem at all
I'm on call twenty-four hours to brawl, word is bond

Chorus

This is my number, yaknowhatI'msayin
4-9-5-Nevermind-Nevermind

Chorus

But you that undisputed, and now you theraputic
Bootcampian champion

Chorus

The undisputed, with theraputic
Bootcampian champion, are-O-see, therapy

Chorus: *until fades*

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse One: Ruck

Heltah Skeltah start stormin
Ya up for dreamin it's mornin, I'm warnin
People who jeal my name ring bells like a doorman
A warrant, for the arrest of a militant menace
Who serve heads like tennis with words that diminish
bust the scrimmage, I call the high post play
Dish off to the center fo' da quick lay
Slay, anybody come in my lane
Gets blown out the frame by the Flipster and lames, look
Who is this gettin swift with this pugilist
equipped with the lyrical gift to flip scripts
People duck sick (what?) don't wanna touch with that ruff (shit)
that Ruck kick, break boys bones like Roy Jones
decoys roam, but they can't mess with my people
Hey you stepped to the Ruckus recognize that I be lethal
My gats spits at wack (niggaz) blacks get, tactics
Make it hard for any infiltrator to attack this

(both) Undastand
(Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse Two: Rock

I really think I oughta tell ya, before I have to belt ya
I make (shit) so hot boy the heat might even swelter
or melt ya, I nailed ya, (nigga) tried to yell but he felt the
shell now in hell wondering who's Heltah Skeltah
Sparsky and Dutch, Ruck and, Rock see
We gets buckWILD on your block and harass the cops
No diggy, my head's hot, scream loud and clear
Watch the red dot, move a muscle boy you bed' not
See the last two figures they can't describe me
Military Punisher Rock M.P.
Watch, the, nine millimeter brain better
You won't be beefin and your heart won't be beatin either
Either you're real or I hate you I break you
like glass *shatters* the bullet brings it to dat ass
Bastard, you talk faster, my gun buck faster
I jet, faster the next L sparked

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

Verse Three: Ruck, Rock

Undastand in the midst of utter confusion I got sumpin for stars
Frontin in cars and bars when I lace you with my gym star
Recognize real never the rap that's rungy
But my (pow) make yo' (shit) snap like bungee
Once we, unite, like I'm Martin Luther
I'm startin to shoot the people messin wit my future
So who's the, wiggy that wanna test me and address me
Just to try an impress me them people come and stress me

Undastand, to be the man ain't even the plan
But stand in my way and get crushed under sand
So guard your backs, or matter fact guard your naps on
down til we U, click your heels times and ahh
I'm at the door bringin war to your town
It's the Rock, now you gotta Get Away like Bobby Brown
I get down, punk gets pounded like fractions
Worlds get blown when Ruck and Rock start overreactin

(Rock) Undastand
(Ruck) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Rock) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Ruck) He be R-O, I be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Ruck) Undastand
(Rock) Heltah Skeltah only mean war, undastand
(Ruck) The war's with everything outside your door, undastand
(Rock) I be R-O, he be R-U, undastand
(both) It can happen to you

(Rock)
Undastand, or you catch the back hand or the Timberland
Undastand, undastand or your catch the back hand or the Timberland
Undastand, or you catch the back hand
Timberland, or the back hand if you don't undastand
Undastand, undastand, undastand... Heltah Skeltah
(Undastand) Original Gunn Clapazz
(Undastand) Cocoa Brovaz a.k.a. Smif-N-Wessun
(Undastand) Representativez forever representin
(Undastand) Duck Down Entaprisez, niggaz set to recognize this
(Undastand) Return of the B.D.I.

[Intro: Rock]

Punk ass niggaz man
Niggaz don't know man
I better let all their brainz blo nigga
Man listen

[Chorus:]

Let the madness begin nigga, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let it begin let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin

[Verse One: Rock, Ruck]

Aiyyo run for your gunz me and Dutch coming through
Rock Ruck you and you crew fuck the boys in blue
This be BuckTown around these grounds they don't roam
Cuz we send em home with trays of slugs in they dome
Blown out the frame by the ROCK, Mr. Flipster
Shit's Heltah Skeltah, where's the Inflixter

Right by your side with my eyes on the posse
I see Duke and Red he said he wanna drop me
Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits

Shit take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (fuck him)
Two to his cheek cuz he weak so's his jaw
Nigga played the cell frontin like he hard to the core
More I hear pussy talk more I wan flip
See I got enough slugs for your mom in my clip
Strip to your drawers run your dough and your jewels
Tool's cocked it ain't April 1st but I'm breakin fool
When punk niggaz test Rock it's like touchin live wire
Catch a shock to your knot
From a glock that I pop, you don't want it with the Rock
Better duck dumbfucks you're out of luck
You got caught by the Ruck

First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my flow's fat
So far, my gat splat at niggaz who claim that my shit's wack
You don't know I thought you knew it
Too late bitch you blew it
Now I'ma bang your shit up like I was Lennox Lewis
One, two, three four five
Six seven eight niggaz'll shit where's my nine
Mil I drill fine skills into your mental
Block I hit your temple hot become gentle not
You must mistake me for a sucker type of motherfucker
Might lose his life, cuz I'm trife in the night

[Chorus 1/2]

[Verse Two: Ruck, Rock]

What's the deal nigga? Set it off in the dark
I spark marks when the big Ruck flips the Ark
The raw rapper jaw tapper Ruckus kick it wicked
Keep it real my click roll thick like acidics
Plus, I Be There like Jackson, breakin your backs and
Askin, who want more, that's when my fat spins
So chump chill 'fore my pump kill
You wanna ill still Ruck knock out your front grill
The lyrical whatevah, cuz whatevah is lyrical
I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of physical
Raps get deep when I mack with my peeps
You yappin bout beef you'll get clapped in the streets bitch
This nigga Ruck is fuckin crazier than ten niggaz
I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then I bend niggaz
So what?? Pussy bring it on
Word is bond, Sean got songs that's mad strong
(So bring it on)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Rock]

Man listen, another nigga bluffin
Punk fuck discussion, when you see me get to snuffin
You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes bake I break
Yeah my Timberlands make everything from your head to your North Lake ache
So take your monkey ass to the rear
Toe to toe or blow for blow we can square
Yeah my brass knuckles make your knees buckle
What Duke I lay more niggaz flat out on they back than a slug do
Who knows what you, seem to be I didn't gas you
But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat your gassed ass
You punk bastard, you could get the gat quick
Or your ass kicked, that dry shit your lips spit, get the Chapstik
Or a fat dick and that's it
Heltah Skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we

[Chorus 1/2]

[Outro: Rock]

Ahh, let the, madness begin
Let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin
Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin let the madness begin
Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you grin
We let the madness begin
We let the brainz blo if you grin
Make way for the dreads and the pros
Cuz we let the brainz blo
Punk-ass...

(feat. DonRocko, BummyFlyJab, Alkatraz)

[Intro: Sean Price (Rock)]
Damn... you miss me? I miss you, too
I know it's been a while...
But I got plans for you...
But first thing I plan on doing...
Is fucking smacking your head off
You stupid bitch, fuck I look like
R&B singer? Huh?
It's fucking gorilla rap right here, nigga
Heltah Skeltah, you punk bitch
(There these niggas go with that rugga retarded shit again
B-C-C, excuse me while I get my N.W.A. on for a song
Yeah! Magnum Force in this muthafucka!
Black Mafia for life
Down with some real niggaz for life! Ha hah
Aiyo, yo, Jamon, tell them niggas what we here for...
Well all rite ya'll, N.Y.C., Brownsville
East, New Rulers, all across the muthafucking U.S.A.
They know I walk through the valley of the real, nigga
I should fear no man and no muthafucking clan
Cause I done been through the mountain top
And I done see through the eyes of a real nigga
Hit me one time Alkatraz
Aiyo they make some of the coolest shit I done never heard!
Yeah BummyFlyJab, I must give it up
To the Boot Camp muthafucking gorillas
Some of the realest, the realest niggas you gone ever see
You understand? We fear no mob
Because you scared, man, you scared, man, you scared!
You don't understand, you making two words, you make 'em say
You scared, man, buck buck buck, keep Babylon on the run, shit
Bringing forth Heltah Skeltah!)

[Rock:]
You ask for it, who want beef? Well you got it!
It's poppin', we locking and loading, and, you drop it
Pop lock and drop it, them niggaz from the Grimeyville
Ain't nobody fighting fair, throw ya fucking mom down a flight of stairs
So let the D.I.R.T. doing begin
It's truly "DA BEGINNING OF DA END" for you and your mens
It's hot, we cooking "APE FOOD" up in "HELLZ KITCHEN"
Son ain't feeling your heat neither, can't you tell, we "TWINZ"
This ain't crunk, not hypthy, not snap
Not screw, not pop, not quite boom bap
It's rugga, "SMACK MUZIK", bang ya head music
Niggas with "WMD's" bang ya lead to it
Peep "THE ART OF DISRESPEKINAZATION", niggas be "SO DAMN TUFF"
But then they be snitching, "THAT'S INCREDIBLE" ain't it?
It's "INSANE", I see how niggas "RUCK N ROLL"
Don't flip hoes, that's bad luck, I split ya fucking dome
Everybody do a little bit of "D.I.R.T."
Dude just a hater, snatch you up ya little sister shirt
Give yo bitch ass lashes til ya back for my belt
Til it welt pump, "EVERYTHING IS HELTAH SKELTAH"

[thunderfoot]
Aiyyo I been spittin this rap shit for too long
To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through songs
And best don't get it twisted
My magnum force practice operation: lockdown
And don't you clowns ever forget it
The other half'll feel my brother's wrath, that we break through
And always been the type to take you there like ? warren staples?
Blow spots wit no glock the show stop when domes pop
You should of stayed your ass home bop, you got a flow--not

[illa noyz]
I set it off on a mission like the sentinel
'cause I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin I'm merciful
I wrote a few, journals in my nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas just cremate
Too late to run and turn to rev. run
Some blessin the section, givin them niggas quick trips to heaven
Straight murder wit the unheard-a, lyritifical
Beneficial, that you never pursure the issue
The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles
I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead veg-e-table when I hit you
Doin like I should do, bringin noyz to my acquittal

[steele]
Wit no discrepency, I rip mc wit no referee
Devil tested me, can't let him get the best of me
Wit accuracy, I'll attack an mc
Spittin like I emptied the m-1 from the m-p
Wit no apology, unload on your property causing atrocity
At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy
After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping thing
Tackling the majority, bomb with authority
More than minority, s-t got seniority
Rhymin since knowledge and quality wit college degree

(kill out to all the enemy, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's enemy or friend)

[doc holiday]
Doc ain't nuttin but the truth, 100% when I get bent
It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money where your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot reps who whip ass
Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that d-o-c stay shittin
Laws and lows to keep you hoes on my didick
My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to quit it
Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers come and get it
And one false move, I'm guaranteed to be acquitted

[lidu rock]
Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state area
Act up, my mfc niggas'll have to bury ya
Ain't nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga
Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty bottles
Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so what the f**k y'all tellin me
Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe felonies
F**k sellin trees man, I smoke too much
I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the dutch
Y'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got
I hope the money save that ass when the shit get hot
It's lidu rock

[rock]
Many think I ain't got it in me, 'cause I'm plenty-friendly
It could be because I'm skinny
But I'll f**k you up like henny and remmy
? if any of trash? , we'll I'll scream "gimme"
To any who make it hard to get away like tim or penny
Semi-auto, wit a swift into your track, ? it cracks?
And creeps morse code, I'm sendin smoke signals
That's how my gats be
Tactics, I crack piece are phenomenal
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the bummy jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy cause straight heltah skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your biotch when I felt her
So don't f**k wit my head, got static I'm buckin you dead
I'll bend your body like craftmatic adjustable bed
F**k what you said, for y'all I got nuttin but lead-o
And stop f**kin askin me why ruck cut his dreads
It's up in the air, we buckin from here, to where you rest at
In a jet black, expedition fishin to get some get back

(kill out to all our enemies, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's enemy or friend)

[rustee jux]
My militant mind's impervious to submission
Maintain in the rank, glorious in this division
Killa cartel-n-mfc in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams wit one mission
I stomps through the crack slums of mother medina
Push weed to stack funds for my mother dina
Rustee jux-man, brooklyn mercenary
Some say it's rap, some say it's legendary
The pack that run wit me, attack wit guns swiftly
My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty
Cold mashin, straight blastin, steady mobbin
I rose to large drug dealin from petty robbin


[supreme]
Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin brothers for ransom
Operation generation down to the seeds of your grandson
And blow off like a handgun, hittin niggas at random
Damn son, got love for thugs singin my anthem
I amp them, spittin my raps spectacular
Forever clappin the rapper that's bitin like he dracula
You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme fashioners
I bring disaster to niggas thats claimin they done mastered the
Art, who's the next on my chart to mark
You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start
Big gram and knee low, stay on the d-low
Rollin black in the back of the fat ex-p-o

[tek]
Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the minimum
In the gat cabin, tek we make it happen
You just rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked when
You start yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin
Straight extorted, like an irs audit
You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it?
See you came home frolic, but you show fake love
Like the feds try to get close and lay down bugs
Try to skate but got schemed on, you had to lay
Didn't know niggas got desert e's and pk's

[starang]
Me and my crew ride up and down st. james like a pack of great danes
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack flames
Out your ass for tryin to laugh and plus play games (word up)
We ain't connecticut, ain't even sweatin it
Pack up your bags bitch, come wit some better shit
Son them niggas probably home right now, for real regretting it
I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin it
Niggas on my dick so much I brought a saddle
We can take it to the streets(word up word up), bring your heat, battle
For your seven-forty beamer, wit your shorty kima in it
If you platinum you can drive me through manhattan while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let em know starang's the shit
Over three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William h. is the name, mfc's the click
Y'all niggas takin us out? , y'all smokin the shit

(retreat retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over
Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, retreat magnum force come to take over)

[ruck]
Sean p., you better recognize, I be wreckin guys
F**kin cockroaches still breathin up your pesticides
Like d-con, see sean be on some shit from day one
Spray guns at funny style niggas who actin gay son
Ruck made the paper, you could turn to page one
Butt-f**kin your chick wit a mothaf**kin gauge son
Who said that? ruck said wack shit, aiyyo dead that
For the headcrack, leave your face lumpy like craig mack
I read that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back
? happen in? person 'cause I'm hurtin niggas who said that
You f**kin wet back, smack you wit the f**k med's pack
Then have sex at, the same place I park my lex at

[buckshot]
The last black gene, green socks
Serve the fans quick like servin fiend rock
Understand the scene is locked, when you dead bolt
Hit em in the throat, ride em like the jet black colt
Through the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free
And flee from his body back to the ogc
I never heard of that nigga, in the first place
I hit him in the worst place, hid the waste
Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer
So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a
Straight give a nigga guillotine shit
Heads come off the ? lean? wit one stroke
Two tokes from the mack tilly
Give a mothaf**ker two to the belly
Stop, look and acting like the shot from your ass whippin
Nigga, why you trippin, don't start slippin now
Fool keep flippin

[rock]
It's not over, it's not over, oh oh

[louieville sluggah]
Yo it was on to the next phase
Spit ink on a page, hostile rage
No sugar and sour like lemmonade
Bing came to me in a dream he said "come clean"
So I scalped and praise, I'm on my way
Gat and pick straight out the gate
When I see yo say "you back up on your duty ? "
Yo my mouth spittin arson, new shit is startin
But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon
Starv like marv, I'm on the job
First rob and ? slug? mothaf**kers licked the knob
Be like that, when I clap back time
I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left behind
I rep for mine, here son feel the shine
Can't say no names, 'cause all my niggas is on my mind
Yo I'm all about me sonee, hand me money
Ja ja, and bring yo ass here to poppa

[talking and threats to the end]

(feat. Anthony Hamilton)

[Ruck]
Aiyo, I never lie, rhymes is knives ready to sever guys
Never try, that nigga Ruck is a fuckin' better fly
Identify yourself, walkin' in my perimeter
I get rid of ya, with two shots from the dillinger
Bruce Willin' ta, try to step to
Tall Sean, I wet you, that's my word to my nephew
Donte, word is bond, listen to what the Gods say
Grew up the hard way, wearin' nat clothes from hallways
But now the Gods say, get that high when the tron blaze
With bum bitches that run tricks like fuckin' card games --
I shouldn't listen to what my mom say
Police squads, they can harass me, never can harm me

[Chorus: Rock]
Hold your head, boy, you know it's hard
You hold the weight of the planet, it's your job, you God
Hold your head, boy, I know the shit's still bad
Hold your head, boy, you know a nigga got your back

[Ruck]
You gotta hold on, God, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'mma try
I can't like, I'm kinda fucked up since my momma died
Can't decide right from wrong, nights too long
Seem like Big Ruck have a fight with Sean
It's like you'll never gone till, you know that
I go to the doctor for advice, he keep givin' me prozac
That's so wack, the only thing that Sean deserve
Is some weed, money and pussy, to calm my nerve -

[Rock]
Here, here, levitate on this son, what the hell
When the going gets tough? The tough puff l's
It's a known fact, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Think I'mma let you quit you, dead wrong, bwoy
I know shit's bezerk, shit is crazy, got me holdin' heat again
Just came home, fightin' with police, again
Son, they testin' me, but never let them get the best of me
I ain't even do shit, plus I been stashed the weapon, see
The whole world a broke fool, it ain't cool
That's why in the ninety-now, the rules are 'fuck the rules'
Feel like I'm psychic, watchin' all the shit, I dream again
Make me wish I never dream, let the madness begin

[Chorus]

[Anthony Hamilton]
Hold your head up, high
Keep ya face to the sky
Things are gonna get better
After all that
Hold your head up, high
Don't let life get you down
We're always go together
I promise, we'll make it by
I promise, we'll make it by

Intro:
(Voice)
Hahaha
Yeah, Heltah Skeltah (Outlawz)
Outlawz
Doc
MFC, almighty
Ruck, yeah, yeah

Verse 1:
(Ruck)
I spit the vocab (vocab)
While most fags, go rap
No paths and brags about they bitch coach back
Don't play it in the cup, ready to blast and twist
Any Nigga who be takin'
I'm a pacifist
Yo ass can diss
Told you couldn't last to this
When you ask of the force of the Magnum, bitch
You drastic (You drastic)
Hastic about the car
Smack 'em up with the heater
give 'em (?scips?) and scars
(give 'em (?scips?) and scars)
I'm hatin' y'all
Niggas try to disrespect
Techniques, next week
I will disconnect
Your f**kin' head of your shoulder
When the dread come below the
bombastic, pullin' bad chips from his hoster
Natural addict with lyrics on your transistor
On your radio takin' no shit about the inflister
Knew that nigga slapped on
Me so I crapped on
(?The ab, it's the mack, with more barry than steffon?)
Yes y'all (yes y'all, hahahahahaha)
Who the best in the indusphere
Ain't it the same Nigga that disagree than shook 'em here
(shook 'em here)
Vinagar, I be puttin' motherf**kers plenty fear
In the heart of these bitch ass nigga with my steady chair
(steady chair)

Chorus:
Who we be?
We be the B double O-T-C,-A-M-P
Who we be?
We be the O-U-T-L-A,-W-Z

Verse 2: Rock, Young Noble
(Rock)
Livin' this hell like the Skeltah
Who can I trust
(Young Noble)
Move emotionless
Puffin' this vibe we got among us
(Rock)
I'm sick of Niggas livin' legal
So we got some Outlawz
(Young Noble)
Push the Southpole
(Rock)
Mad Niggas don't get pushed in the Southpole
(in the Southpole)
(Young Noble)
I got y'all
Snatchin' guilty tactics cause you're ashtray
(Rock)
Straight up faggots
My Mag spin to make a Nigga backwards
(Young Noble)
Attack shit like a full blooded pimp for sins
(Rock)
With them aimed at your (?)
(Young Noble)
Named man with a vengance unless you lay for a thinkin'
(Rock)
Now I get so stupid,
Niggas couldn't complete for a (?)
(Young Noble)
We livin'
Every single day at full speed, full breed, thugs be
(Rock)
F**k with this, you bleed (you bleed)
Now we're keepin' best act boy at Alcatraz
(Young Noble)
Out for cash
(Rock)
Moreno brought it down blast
(Young Noble)
Oringal done clock niggas, f**k these rap niggas
(Rock)
(?)
(Young Noble)
What they need is all together
All my thugs is to perform
If you ain't down for applause
(Rock)
You can get the f**k off
(Young Noble)
See them all at the strong
And get paid and move on
If you ain't down for applause
(Rock)
You can get the f**k off
(Young Noble)
Captured by the snitch
Suddenly the people fall
Y'all ain't down for a