No diggedy   can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
 No diggedy   do we bring it real e'rytime?
 No diggedy   can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
 No diggedy   Das EFX we rip it e'rytime
 *repeat*
 Verse 1: Dray  Books
 Yo yo
 Well biggity back from the gutter  ya beat the butter flow comin
 at'cha
 Check the rapture that I miggity manufacture
 Body snatcher  here to throw the pitch again
 Gotta switch again because we back up in this bitch again (No doubt)
 We roll like Michelin, the rapper's know the pedigree
 Flowin steadily, yo Boogie Banger rizzy ready G?
 I'm miggity made of snakes-n-snails and rock Wally tails
 jiggity joined by the balls in case all else fails
 Higgity hails from the land of gunsling and I tell ya one thing
 diggity Das EFX we run things, hunting
 down hardcore clowns and love singers
 and I got more styles than Brooklyn got drug slingers (word up!)
 Police oppress me, MC's wanna stiggity stress me
 Tickity talkin more trash than a Hefty
 Heaven-to-Betsy when Dray spark the sess, we left
 you faggot MC's marked for death
 Chorus
 Verse 2: Dray, Books
 I line up rappers then I drop em like they're dominos (No diggedy!)
 And naybody from their poppa to their momma knows (No diggedy!)
 We got the flows to get ya hyper, plug up the mic-uh
 phiggity-phone and then it's on because I'm just the type-uh
 And ain't no diggedy, I flow until infinity, you must be kiddin me
 ain't niggity nuttin gettin rid of me
 Big up to PMD, forever gettin blunted
 Flooded in the triple black Benz 500
 I riggity rap like Saram from here to Pakistan
 Me and my man came to kick styles out the can
 Fridge you with the flow, yo it's the big chill
 Ship all pounds plus stack my grants in a hill
 So you better set the *?backra?* or ya head'll splat
 I smiggity smoked the pot that called the kettle black
 Provoke and get your jiggity jaw broke
 B-K-L-Y-N we no joke!
 Chorus
 Verse 3: Dray, Books
 Well yo the 1 is for them suckers, the 2 is for my shortys
 the 3 is for my knuckers puffin els and crackin 40's
 Diggy Das EFX you know the text we never slackin
 We back and fliggity flex a nigga, check the rappin
 Niggas be actin shady!!!!
 so I got eyes behind my back and I biggity black the 80
 Yo we crazy as they come smokin blunts by the carton
 Beg your pardon but MC's is a pain like ????
 Sharpen up your skills, it's on the real to break em down
 My sound is strictly hardcore underground
 Chorus x1 1/2