[Red One]

We're gettin' mad props, like on the movie set

So take that to the races, 'cause it's a sure bet

How could you lose when you're rollin' with the right stuff?

I'm smooth on the mic, but still I like to drop rough

When I let go, never on the techno

Sell me soul for a million? Um, heck no

I freak on the budha tip, suckers slip and lose their grip

When I flip and trip, oooh, a nice busted lip

But I'm a freaker, for the people

'Cause when I smoke a blunt I'm higher than a church stepel

That's why I gotta thank God for what I was given

My pockets are fat, and that's the way I'm really livin'

So check it, you know I come to wreck it, I do much damage

And like Don King, you can't manage

'Cause my crew stacks up, my number one backup

And we don't even pack up

'Cause we cut no static, we just kick ballistics

So don't mess around unless you really wanna risk it

I'm runnin' down tracks as if they were a relay

I know I've blown your mind, yes there's no need for a replay

When I'm thinkin' it, suckers still be freakin' at it

Yes I've passed this mamage, now I'm coming automatic

So jump off my wagon, my crew was never laggin'

Hittin' skins, writin' rhymes, then we're on the ball, taggin'

Like juveniles, with the phat groovy styles

Never been to Egypt, but still, we like to flow like the Nile

Everybody got that?  Make sure that you get it

'Cause I break more points than Swayze, and I can bet it



[Misfit]

Resign, I'm next in line, 'cause that spot's mine

The Emcees intwine, I turn, and are hung from the spine

'Cause you the sized fist, and the fury I let lose

I'm Quick to break you down and bury your head like a goose

You deuce, I'm the ends that makes the break point in this race

Deface your whole name and erase terror in the place

Shed the dark, I clear park with the rhyme, I be swingin' like gates, I illustrate

ill flows that I bringin' to ya

I make 'em go through ya, Misfit, I knowledge just to get psycho like puma moona



I devestate with the crew as we penetrate

Refresh our buddha bless with the sess that stimulates

Another rhyme, yes a funky rhyme, yo it's that time

You step with intricance and catch a blast from my nine

Ten, let's rewind to hear it all again

And revise and memorize there lyrics to tell a friend



[Chorus]

You can't yank the plug on the vibe (hip-hop is livin')

It's really livin'

You can't yank the plug on the vibe 

That I'm givin'



[Misfit]

Phat, like I cause static and havoc to me victims

Watch out, I'm swingin' a big rap star bash for the pen

And heavy hittin', I'm splittin' g's in threes when I preceed

Indeed, take heed 

To this lesson and lead I bring forth

Off course, lyrics hittin' when I come up, flame stitchin' the souls of opponents

like a blow torch

The essence, eternally able to hold my own

On the phone, I got a knack for throwin' sticks and stones to break bones

A commander in command, in control, at the helm

I gotta blast that ass if you step in my realm

But since I sliced and diced your prime rib into minced meat

My feat was your defeat, so take a loss and a seat

My zone, get your own and your teeth off my bone

And now I leave you hangin' like Stallone



[Red One]

Check my lingo, 'cause on this phat track, I'm a let go

Lyrics to catch wreck like Koresh in Waco

In the style of hip-hop, I love it with a passion

So wacth as a grab the mic and flex in this fashion

Like Jane Fonda, 'cause I got moves like a Honda

We're here to bring hip-hop, way beyond yonder

I wonder, how far could we take it without selling out?

'Cause we're bad to the bone beyond a shadow of a doubt

When I'm first to the verse, I've got a ninja-like swiftness

And known to stone the mic with the bonafide stiffness

From the underground, my grand central station

I do what I want, and it's called an occupation

And what I wanna do is for the whole damn nation

Keep hip-hop alive for another generation



[Chorus]