[Wild Child]
 '98 keep it real son cuz I guess I feel someday that
 Wild to the Child will rock at will son
 Keep them speakers boomin'  body movin'  Wild Child has proven
 Causin' mad paranoia like them kids Nice 'N' Smooth and
 When I flip flop  wreck shop  we be hip hop
 When you see me drop
 Always in that shape you callin' tip top
 Coolin  effect I'm full in  droolin over Madlib beats,
 Yo, guess who's pullin' plugs on thugs who's greedy,
 With their Wheaties, spraying rhymes like graffiti,
 Formally known as the CDP Assassins
 DJ Romes is in effect and yo his ass is in
 Charge of the plastic

 Keep it real son, I guess I feel someday that
 Wild to the Child will rock at will son
 Got to keep it real son cuz I guess I feel someday that
 Wild to the Child rocks at will

 [Medaphoar]
 Watch ya front and back when M-E-D terror attacks
 With that rhyme that's known to bring the Terrordome so freeze back
 On the microphone I'm quick to get with you then I'm twisting you back
 When you enter my zone, realize where you're at
 In full combat, come prepared or ya better beware
 Cuz over here we bring the real, it's like a style don't care
 I'll bust my rhyme into ya area, takin' over your spot
 And got it locked for the simple fact the rhyme don't stop
 It's worldwide when I'm riding on the crews who step to
 CDP Assassins, plus the Lootpack the crew
 We got the verbal mentality with them rhymes so ya listen
 If you feel I hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so I'm dissin'
 All you weak MC's that fakin' there's no justice or peace
 My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin weed, that leaves
 Niggas in the state of only shows us what ya made of
 So put ya money down cuz lyrically I'm out to break ya

 [Madlib]
 Hey yo it's Madlib the bad kid, back from outer space
 Still on that pure order MC master race
 But what comes after my rhyme styles irregular
 Modules predict antecdotes for underground hits
 But if you can't catch it today...
 It's probably too late, cuz we about to detonate the 388
 Relate the beat conductor, constructor, water loop to add pressure
 For every measure, you'll need my anesthesia from catchin' amnesia
 You'll end up with a seizure,
 >From steppin' not knowing the crate diggas is blowin'
 The spot, towin' this lot, empty cuz I got
 CDP Assassins plus the Pack, perfect combination
 Free improvisation, while I leave the next healthy wack MC
 Sick as a doctor's emergency patient

 [Oh No]
 Yo I'll be chillin', realize Oh be straight known to be that villian
 Ya that tall nigga to get up in that ass like pennecilin
 Bust the skills I kick the savage verbal lines that blind your crew
 Line 'em up and watch 'em fall, I be jukin' cuz you all can't ball
 Relavent impossible mission, lot of y'all dissin'
 Elements unstoppable dishin', lot of y'all kissin'
 My ass, you know the flavor when I step upon the scene
 Yo I'll leave your birds in rage like menstruation
 Seein' nothin' but blood when I step out the station
 Got your vocal fluctuating worldwide
 Be DVD set locate when I demonstrate up in a battle
 You end up in a suicide line, I'm beyond your mind
 You gotta recline and chill cuz I been past that bottom line
 Got Lootpack and the Assassins on the side
 Classic upon plastic when I break emcees down just like vlastic
 Cuz they speak the real but when the real comes, they still dumb
 Actin' like they know the half so verbally you gots ta jack 'em
 (What's your name?), Oh No, my niggas know the rebel hero
 When I come through wild to that level zero