Last man standing  like Bruce Willis  about to kill with this
 Niggaz feel this  the masters of realness
 In your town to get down  so give your man a pound
 Let him know what's goin down  take a pull and hold it now
 Back to matters we call the rhyme data
 Home run batter  shuttin down your chitter chatter
 So kill the he say she say bust the replay
 Hit Squad  Def Squad  stay busy like the freeway

 [Erick Sermon]
 Dig this, in the field of rap, I pull rank
 Sets it Off like Vivica Fox and La' robbin banks
 What you think? On the roof I work, smokin dank
 Puffin Bone-Thugs and the boombox crank
 Live in color, I represent, for the hardcore brother
 who pack Lethal Weapons, without Dan Glover
 And still we achieve the great, those who try
 to fade us get clowned, plus beat down, so

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 Let's get up, let's get down
 Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
 Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
 .. It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

 [Parrish Smith]
 Aiyyo the rhymes I recite, airtight, like a submarine
 Hip-Hop fiends, like a Jones, for nicotine
 of tobacco so I can't slack yo
 Got the knack though, bring it live and that's a fact yo
 Niggaz buggin out, askin when we comin out
 Samps is runnin out, need new shit to talk about
 How you doin (where you been) in the biz
 Sittin on chrome, back to set trends

 [Erick Sermon]
 Well it's the rappin Lex Luthor, step to me I'll do ya
 Send you back to the future - he for real man? HELL YEAH
 I don't care, I gets it on anywhere
 From the streets of East New York, to the streets of Bel Air
 First things first, I come to work with mad equipment
 to do y'all, in the U-Haul and the side biscuit
 My persona, got suburban kids
 bangin their heads up in the gym like Nirvana

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 [Parrish Smith]
 Back to take mine, like Jordan, goin baseline
 Create rhyme, break spines, when it's showtime
 Niggaz wanna doubt me, talk about P
 No slouch B, cause off the meter's how my clout be

 [Erick Sermon]
 Indeed, I'm amazing when I ?
 Got the crowd doin shit by remote control
 Comin high powered, what's the discrepency coward?
 Dunk on your head, like Juwan Howard

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