"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked
 Who's there? Another motherfuckin hardrock"  > ODB

 "Whoa ho hoh  let me like slow up with the flow"  > ODB

 "Introducing  yo FUCK that nigga's name!"  > ODB

 "If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep
 Chk chk  BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW  blown traject'"  > ODB

 "Gimme my fuckin shit  chk chk  BLAOW!"  > ODB

 "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."

 [Parrish Smith]
 On my knees at the mercy of God
 Straight up back up I keeps it hard
 You like to watch but can't touch this nigga
 or catch a charge
 Papichulo, with karate chops, just like judo
 Fuckin coolo make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo
 Underground's where we live and that's where we'll be when you leave
 Overachieve, I'd rather be rockin Apollo Creed
 Time to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin these weak cuts
 We're the b-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakers
 for the Mic Dons, ??
 ??, PMD shinin with my stripes on
 in the saddle, fuck around, get your shit rattled
 No paddles up shit's creek when time to battle
 Same place, same bat time, so fuck a bat channel
 This nigga, object of game, get your pockets bigger
 Biggie, Pac, and Eaze - one love, them still my fuckin niggaz

 [215]
 We don't need no gat, just cock me fuckin back
 and watch me spitfire my ?volerical? fact
 It's a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittin
 ain't peelin your cap, me and the devil had a spiritual chat
 Cause I'm eviler with lyrical rap
 than a black cat, on a black night, and I'm black
 in the moonshinin, I'm sippin Starsky and Hutch
 while my rims blindin, while P rollin the Dutch
 Cause I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to solve
 Roll the windows to your cars, when out at large
 Who the fuck's in charge? Charles Laston Sauls
 I got his mom suckin my balls like a fresh pack of Halls
 Right hand to Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw
 Nobody's ever seen what they seen and never saw
 when I jump in my car, they go ooh and ahh
 EPMD, 215, and 8-Off Agallah

 [8-Off]
 Yo 215, who the FUCK was them cats up in the car?
 One of them got a gat, the other one wanna spar
 Jumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin crowbars
 Stick up my seeds in my fiends for the G's
 People low self-esteem rockin the gleam, hotter than steam
 When I blow off the top I got this cream like Bill Rothstein
 And when I rob unique excitement is, why you scream
 So put your hands together, get your mans together
 Here's the plan together here's the gun together let's run together
 Soldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga
 8-Off's gonna hit em like, five niggaz, suprise niggaz

 [Erick Sermon]
 Aiyyo you hit em like that
 I bust em from the back, to the extreme
 Hit em up, make em scream like a bitch
 And switch up, for the mix up, and dig a ditch up
 and bounce, then for luck, I throw a six up
 And hook off like Prince Naseem a head
 Duck yo' head, or go inside instead
 Step to me bourgeoise? Fancy as Dandy?
 You get killed, like you was Jon-Benet Ramsey
 And some of y'all just plain civilians
 Talkin shit, and never even seen a million
 Actin like y'all Sicilians, when y'all niggaz
 with small figures, and chasin gold diggers
 (Motherfuckers) Don't even come up to me yappin
 Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam Jackson
 Right now, you wanna duel, you fool
 I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja Rule
 Who wanna flex, with the influential
 with mad credentials on instrumentals we're too essential
 The mic and the beat, now shit's complete
 for me to kick your ass, for talkin trash, punk

 "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked
 Who's there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" -> ODB

 "Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -> ODB

 "Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga's name!" -> ODB

 "If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep
 Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject'" -> ODB

 "Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -> ODB

 "You got shot cause you knock knock knocked