(feat. R.A. The Rugged Man, Timbo King & Tragedy Khadafi)



[Intro: Hell Razah]

One-two, one-two, girl you could hear me?

one-two, turn me up



[Verse 1: Hell Razah]

I've been a threat since Benetton Gazelles in Valleys

The Icon in graffiti in the Brooklyn Alley

Touch hearts of the Pharaohs in the Egypt Valley

My Engineer can't see me 'cause the booth is cloudy

Still rowdy even though we in BM's and Audis

Lookin like black Saudis in black Denalis

I'ma terrorist attack when I get on the track

If I'm ridin' shotgun, I need one in my lap

I adapt in any habitat, a BK desert rat

It's war, then we sendin' back bodies and gats

Flip the white flag, homey it get worst than Iraq

We know the CIA game was to frame us wit crack

So each bar's more dope, heroin in my pen

Got a ?Marvin? back robbin', head 'noddin again

Who you shit on to get on top could make it pop in the end

Who's the flop and what's hot got you locked in the Gym

Tell Jacob I spit Jewels I could drop 'em a Gem

And if he's lookin' for a Diamond I could hook 'em wit Timbs



[Hook: Timbo King] & (Hell Razah)

I'm hip-hop before +Suger Hill+ signed a deal

Before Studio 54 poppin' pills

It was real when +Kool Herc+ worked the wills of steel

Now we bring the game back into a New York field

I'm hip-hop before +Suger Hill+ signed a deal

Before Studio 54 poppin' pills

I'm hip-hop -	(since +EPMD+ +You Gots to Chill+)

I'm hip-hop -	(since +Bestie Boys+ +Licensed to Ill+)



[Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi]

Yo, I'm Christopher Wallace wit street knowledge

Apostle of the project

Speakerbox wit the G-Packs stuffed in a G's closest

I'm tenement Buildings, cement streets, I'm British Walkers

I'm scuff marks on your brand new Alize

5% Nation of Godbodies greetin' wit peace

I'm raw like Kane, my lyrics are formed in solid rock

Spit it hotter than '86 on drug infested blocks

Last photo of 'Pac before his Beamer got shot

I'm the Queens, one man Supreme Team

Triple beam dream, microphone cream fiend

Top five dead or alive, I'm so amazin'

2-5 costra nostra, heart of this culture

The game ain't over

I'm the truce troop war reporter, legal life stick you

Against All Odds, not the ordinary shit you use to

I'm C-Murder before the life sentence

Predicate felons, homicide chasin' niggaz, hopin' over benches



[Hook: Timbo King]

I'm hip-hop before +Suger Hill+ signed a deal

Before Studio 54 poppin' pills

It was real when +Kool Herc+ worked the wills of steel

Now we bring the game back into a New York field

I'm hip-hop



[Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man]

Yes oh yes, I guess, suggest the rest you fess

I'm Tribe Quest, I'm Moe Dee Wild West

Treach, 40, Jazz Jeff, Slick Rick, I'm Doug Fresh

I'm deaf, I'm Canibus before he met Wyclef

Original, I don't bite

I don't need nobody to GhostWrite

Kool G Rap strike the Mic

I Recite the type of hype

That you like, I'm Sweetback

I'm Uptown Saturday Night

I'm Black Ceasar, I'm Rudy Ray Moore, Dolemite

I'm an Assassin rappin'

I'm Grand Wizard Theodore when he invented scratchin'

I'm Wu-Tang, Killa Bee, epitome of Public Enemy

Gamblin', Hustlin', like Smooth and Trigger be bitter, b

Bums diggety-diggety, Das

Literally, I'm Pun in the middle of Little Italy

Didn't do diddly, gettin' me

Listen to me

I'm all good, I'm hood

I'm Ice Cube before he turned soft and went Hollywood

I'm Poetic from Gravediggaz

I'm ODB, I'm Headquarters

I'm Ted Demme, I'm Paul C

If I ain't better than B.I.G., I'm the closest

I'm Richard Pryor before multiple sclerosis

I'm beef, I'm gold teeth, peace

Mantronix, Stetasonic, Symbolic, Bambaata, Soul Sonic

I'm Dre, the Chronic

Melodic with logic Islamic

A poverty prophet

Economy robbery, cock it

I probably properly droppin'

It gotta be honesty

Opposite a novelty, rock it

I Herbie Hancock-it

I'm Onyx Throwin' Ya Gun

I'm Funky 4 + 1