(feat. Planet Asia)



[Phife] "So step up if you wanna keep your rep up"



[Planet Asia]

Focus hard, Yard intellect slang

World wide recognition with the picture in frame

Vocalist, quantum perfect movin motions melodic

Over oceans, overdosing off the cultures of product

Toastin this cut, react jazz cats be slappin glasses

Surrender to the method, yes I've kept it Yard Massive status

Avalanche rap clientele from ambushing

We move quick wit new shit to get the fans pushin

From out the dynast of the School Yard camp

We start gettin the microphone just like two large amps

I'm tellin it, whenever I'm posted with endo to blow

I aim at domes like Double-Oh-Seven, Nintendo 64

James Bond style, secret agent calm bomb threat

Cali merchant, methodist keepin your pom-pom's set

Up in the air like that, this be that black entertainment

And now I got you flashin back on raps that I came with



[Chorus]

[M.A.R.S.: x2] "Wit swollen pockets, we gon' take it back home"

"So step up if you wanna keep your rep up"



[Rasco]

It be me, Ras the mic grand imperial

Be killin these MC's that pump wack material

Bullshittin, bout to get their heads splitten, for real

When I'm rollin ten steps head to field

I the super dope master quotes

Hit ya'll in throat, be lyrics of wide scope

Go tell your friends, demand the vote

These niggas playahatin, can't make Ras to go

Now, we show em how we elevate

From the gate, Asia plus the Ras, we frustrate

Fantasize, we bringin it live, check the size

Of brothers enterprise, we breakin out the sides

Eyes scan the room, but this two man platoon

All set to meet em at high noon

Does set the blaze, lethal like the sun rays

Six days a week to Sunday's now



[Chorus x2]



[Planet Asia]

From out the dynast of the Massive ranks the Yard mad sarge

Eight bars of ever-ready for you wannabe stars

Lettin niggas know my purpose when it comes to the vibe

Victoriously crushin careers that's three times my size

Ceremonial Master, wit the Soul Father Ras

Causin colonial disaster, lettin history pass

Through the trash era, stages of the game gotta change

So Father Rasco, let these niggas know what's on your brain



[Rasco]

We smash ya'll, for bringin that small off the wall

Idle chit-chat, we peelin yo' wig back

Feel that, you got rhymes nigga, where your deal at?

Killin folks, then where's your steel at?

Perpetratin, like you the man, only got five fans

Test me and get smacked with five hands

Obey all commands, I execute the plans

While ya'll still thinkin of ways to stack grands

Five hundred thou, no sweat of the brow

The shit they did then, I'm doin it right now

BLOAW, bustin these shots off the top

The runaway train expressin it non-stop

Niggas ride coach, slow down for the approach

And bring a long toast for gettin yo' eggs poached

Even off the tone, top notch off the dome

It's me and Planet As, we takin it back home



[Chorus x2]