Yo let's find the competition

So I can destroy

The wack mc's who claim they're

Headed for stardom



They think I can't subtract

The car 'dallac will come back,

Wax and tax da part



Bought back the track that was lost

I kept, these suckers are gone



D.j. Action is back

And

D.j. Action is hard



Put rhymes together are clever

Tougher than leather however

Mc's of tropical feathers

Don't claim to battle- I'm better



Mcs died by the dozen

Said they was dope but they wasn't



Now I'm tellin you cousin

Get off my jock, cause you buggin



Got a rhyme let's get tour

Gave you a chance but you blew it

You fell a geek an I knew it

Action is back so don't do it.



See, I perfected perfection

Give me some time, jus a second

So I can rhyme my selection

My rhymes will burning...



You see I've seen and I saw

A lot of fiends on the draw

Tryin' to get with the king

Cool out the king's on the floor



It's time to cool and I chill

It's time to school and I kill

If you're down for the fill

Jus let me know and I will



Come around for the brawl

Some m.c.'s bank but...

They crumple up like toy

Because my mission is to seek and destroy



Here it comes

The voice of the invincible

You're gettin dumb

Come now, let's be sensible



You couldn't hang with the master mind

Of records... shit



So get a grip and come equioped

Cause I'm gonna show the real meaning of a massacre

A mad man, disaster

Cause I is da great one.



I'll never 'fess unless the best

Puts the great to test

An I'm gonna jus watch 'em

Crumple up just like a leave in December



Cut em tough

And yell 'timber! '

And afta the pathc is clear

I stand

The immortal survivor Action



I can't be stopped cause

I'm gonna rock until you drop

So full of action

That you'll get dizzy then you'll pop



I'm the mastermind and not a toy

And my mission

Is to seek and destroy



I come equipped

Ready for a? wide? war



Mc's get flipped

One at at time over

And over, flogged and fleeced

The punks get beat

They can't compete

Do't try to make me slip

I'm gonna speak



I'll break and take the fake

Who claimed to make the place

To dominate 'cha mate

From state to state



Away from the states

You makin and then begin to ache

The head

More like an earthquake



Lyrics begin to penetrate,

To spin, the wind that breaks

The skin

You evaporate!



That's when I'm gonna have to make

A jam to hold my own

Because I control the zone

A rap



Step off, I'm on the microphone

If you test the best

Go check arrests and ask the press

How many hands were put to rest



And Act' will just go get my w?

And hit the ses'

And still be posin a threat.



Cause I'm the mastermind and not a toy

And my mision is to

Seek and destroy.



Let me continue or should I say finish this?

This is a dope jam.

Though Some are wishin' this

Will be the last that ya heard of the Act'

But I'll be back

To attack on another track



But until then you all follow the dream

Peace!

Now let me hear ya scream.



Eh Yo Red, cut that up real funky for me

Ya know what I'm sayin?

Cause this is the Geto Boys dope jam

Of '89 rockin' it all the way into the '90s

And to the entire rap-a-lot family



D, Act, and the Geto boys say "Peace! "

Ha Ha!