Intro/Chorus: Lumberjack and Steady Flow
 (Represent yo!) You know I represent (aight!)
 (Represent yo!) Yeah  you know I represent (aight!)
 (Represent yo!) I got to represent (aight!)
 (Represent yo!) Daddy U represent

 Verse One: Grand Daddy I.U.

 Yo make way it's the U comin through with the one two checka
 The mic wrecka rippin mad hoes with the pecker
 I crush punks to rubble  chop em like stubble
 Give any MC trouble, Hittin Switches like E Double
 Word to father, hot just like lava
 Blowin up spots like Japs did Pearl Harbor
 Refuse to pay dues I use da ooze
 and kill off whole crews like Hitler did Jews
 Now who's next to flex, bring it on
 You figure my skill's gone then you dead wrong like child porn
 I'm game tight, so never take my name light
 It's fright night, tearin that ass out the frame right
 I flow steady like the sands in the hourglass
 Droppin mad paragraph after paragraph
 My staff is called Steady Flow
 The Grand Daddy U, Kay Cee, Easy Rick, and Big Sno
 And yo I get flam Hobbes word to grandpops
 when my jam drops, you nibble my nuts like Lamb Chop
 The scamp stops nevers, I demand props forever
 Whatever's clever, cause I got my shit together

 Chorus

 Verse Two: Lumberjack

 Drop your mic, shut the fuck up, and don't make a sound
 It's the Lumberjack rapper choppin wack niggaz down
 Snappin necks with the vigor, break backs on the tracks
 Got a punk nigga's blood on the blade of my axe
 I tear off limbs, stompin like Tims, blendin in sendin in
 smokin punk motherfuckers like stems
 Step up, act like you want it you can get it in three ways
 On the mic, with the hands, or from the twelve gauge
 Ready to flex on all you wannabe ruffnecks
 What's next, I'm givin your girlfriend rough sex
 Like Underground I Get Around
 And yeah I like SWV but I ain't tryin to go Downtown
 So come meet the Grim Reaper, the Crypt Keeper
 Got force and just like Bo$$ I gets Deeper
 I'm sick of hearing you actors on wax
 Claiming you're breaking backs, you niggaz is fakin jacks
 I lay you dead in the ghetto streets, your head and my metal meets
 You scream like steam when the kettle heats
 So kid you better play the rear
 Or like that five thousand dollar love seat
 your ass is Outta Here

 Chorus 2X (second time without Steady Flow)

 Verse Three: Grand Daddy I.U.

 Aiyyo the only remains is bloodstains spilled brains and broke bones
 You step in my face with the games you get smoked homes
 I come out blastin, doin your whole ass in fast and
 it's Daddy U the smooth assassin
 My name spells defeat to punks on the street
 I pack nuff heat, my rhyme flow is fatter than cellulite
 I got a master plan to blast a man
 faster than niggaz can plea, it's disaster and
 mayhem and havoc on the scene
 You see what I mean, when I bust the sixteen in your spleen
 To get the third leg hoes beg
 The skills are nastier than a fart after eatin a bald egg
 And yo to be quite precise I'm might nice
 I got more high priced hookers than Heidi Floess
 Kid you better check my rep
 Or quiet as kept, you catch a hole in your neck, so watch your step

 Chorus 2X (second time without Lumberjack