[Capitan Pingaloca]
 "Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente  la gente no sirve pa' mierda. Aqui
 yo soy  yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo aqui  me sirve a mi o va
 pa'l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!"

 [B Real]
 In the midst of the madness
 No question  who's the baddest
 MCs in the game runnin for the status
 Take a few seconds to review the crews
 Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you
 Killa Hill Niggas
 Cleaned in my dream
 Cookin' up a scheme
 For all them big bank niggas
 The world is yours, but it can be mine and his
 Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
 Number one mission, opposition
 Get dumb, succumb and then position
 In a casket, best wishes
 At the bottom of the lake, sleepin' with the fishes
 Full out search for the body
 Of the MCs who be comin' to disrupt the party
 No wins, no ends, no way
 That I'm ever gonna let ya come back again!

 [RZA]
 Check my dramatics
 Brains get splattered
 Dreams shattered
 Sabas get blasted for words he packaged
 Beat the sequence
 Bravado lessons on his defense
 Pile you niggas talkin' fast like Puerto Ricans
 What you seekin'
 Son I catch clean like Dominicans
 Last Mohican
 Witness I'm speakin, loud as Indians, tomahawk
 Shaolin slang, the violent talk
 Upstate New York
 Where chumps get extorted for Newports
 What you thought

 [B-Real]
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 The' the' the' then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease back, ease back
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again

 [Capitan Pingaloca]
 "Y ya esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir.
 Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no me
 persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo puta! Quiero quemarte la
 cara!"

 [U-God]
 Words droppin' chant
 The check DI slant
 I'm taking these cannabis plants
 Yo for granted
 Exotic narcotic
 Tunes slam soon
 From a dune
 In the desert
 Mega-Babylon pleasure
 Comin' out the domepiece, smell my aroma
 Warrior nomad
 Put you in a coma
 Comma
 Llama
 Smash-crashin' your armor
 Drama
 I'm a
 Stealth aircraft bomber
 Here is where I dwell
 At the gates o' hell
 It ain't where you're from
 It's where you're in the mentals
 And if not, yo' credentials
 Are essential
 I see reality
 View things surrounding me
 Free like a spread, precise strikes the lyric
 Not frontin' or braggin'
 Hundred percent red dragon
 Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
 The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlog Lemon
 Five part criminal, two part felon

 [B-Real]
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 The' the' the' then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 The' then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease,
 Ease back
 Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
 Then I'm never gonna let ya come back again
 Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

 [Capitan Pingaloca]
 "Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television. Todos
 los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo. Va a ser aqui en nuestro
 pais. Y todos los 'singamasones', que estan singando un mundo. Tambien,
 van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia,
 va a ser sangre, mucha sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas a
 oir, que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones, que con
 la democracia, que nos 'tan singando en el culo. Todos son unos mismos
 cabrones