Back up off of dat speed
 Yo  back up off of dat speed
 Queens most wanted
 Yo  back the fuck up

 Chorus x3: Niggaz Don't Want It Over Here  Niggaz gettin blunted over here

 [Mr. Cheeks]
 Spiggy Nice  field jackets and I keep my jeans saggin
 You use the ???  see it's ??? sense the dragon
 It's lost boyz crew in 96  sometimes queen's mother fuckas
 Bring the ruckus  clear the floor
 I try to maintain, but niggaz they be fuckin wit my brain
 Kid I've in this game ever since 13
 It's your worst nightmare cause I'm far from a dream
 Some niggaz wanna scream, I keep it quiet when I scheme
 They called us on the humble, me and Freekie Tah got stuck
 Now it's time for me and freekie Tah to blow the fuck up
 For real i'd rather puff a L in my act
 Or creap thru the streets with my seats layed back
 Or now I'm the versatile tile
 They keep it to my now, my made style is runnin wild
 I run with crews of individuals that break backs
 Cause know a-days niggaz fake jacks
 Fuck all your crews and your individuals
 Who refuse to use mics as tools, kid ya lose that
 To violate the lost boyz that's a warnin', keep it real in 96 shit is on it

 Chorus x4

 [Freekie Tah]
 You done made the wrong move
 That'll get in ya
 Ima bust it in with this ill type of beat
 Cause you know freekie tah got this ill technique
 Style, i'm buckwild
 I gotta flip some shit, the flip, the flip
 The flippin the script
 But let me bounce now, back in the game
 Freekie tah leakin no shame to my name
 Niggaz know my style, niggaz lookin now
 Niggaz don't wanna hurt me that's word to my pow
 They don't know what, what the fucks goin' on
 What the fuck get outta here
 Let me go and do this by myself
 Got my 4-4 from my fuckin shelf
 I stay with my gun, i roll with my gun
 I never lose my gun, but yo i'm on the run now

 Chorus x3

 Interlude: [Mr. Cheeks]
 We do this everyday, yo brin g the drama
 Uknowwhatimsayin

 [Mr. Cheeks]
 The year is 84, its time for me to enter with the ill shit
 Freekie tah got my back, watch him kill shit
 Lost boyz representi south side, jamaica, queens one time for your mind
 I wear my jeans cuse kid i got the horror, and if i die tonight bury me in
 my jeans tomorrow
 Nigga, you wanna battle me but first face reality
 Cause when i'm done with you i'm doin' jacks fatality
 On you and your bullshit crew, kid i thougt ya knew how us LB's do
 We comin thru, a 1000 ghetto men
 We creap, so don't sleep
 I'm stayin out of sight, only at night is when i creap
 I ??? to wonda put em on him, i tried to warn him in my session
 I put this to his brain, i'm crazy insane at this confession
 It's me the mr. cheeks i bring it to your brain-a, i'm crazy insane-a

 Chorus x4

 [Freekie Tah]
 And i got warrants, i fuck all the cops
 They get the middle finga
 Hold on, whatcha say, hold on
 Muthafuck y'all
 Muthafuck y'all
 Muthafuck y'all
 Muthafuck y'all
 Fuck y'all punanas goin after mine
 Freekie leakin its a nothin on my line
 To the tick tock, i'm not gonna stop
 Bustin yo shot, words on the block
 Niggaz iz lookin at me, knowin me
 Represent the L-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z
 Ah, ah ah ah ah let bust a head inside my muathfuckin steel
 Ima pull a head and i'm a shoot em niggaz dead
 Niggaz don't know i bust up the hemp stead

 Chorus x3

 [Mr. Cheeks & Freekie Tah]
 Eh, yo the buddah cess is in your area
 Lost boy crew iz scarier
 Fuck the police, they ain't area
 Ya step to my crew and i jam in ya