Intro:
 Yo  I seen them motherfuckers out in the street
 Them pussy asses
 (Man  fuck them niggas anyway)
 Hood rats and those fat  rolly polly punks

 Keith Murray:
 Yo Kel (What up?) yo answer this question
 Why are we the nicest in this fuckin' profession?

 Kel Vicious:
 Yo  it's um  simple philosophy
 Doe  ray  me  fa  so  love L.O.D. (yeah  yeah)
 Aye yo 50  (What's up?) answer this question (What's that?)
 Why are you the best in your profession?

 50 Grand:
 Now when I'm creepin' on a bitch M.C.
 Doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.
 Keith Murray (Yo, what's up 50?) answer the question? (What's that?)
 Why are you be the sickest in this profession?

 Keith Murray:
 I been all around the world hearing the wack M.C.'s
 It's doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.
 (Aye yo) Ask yourself the very same question
 Why are we the wickedest in this profession?

 50 Grand:
 I'm breaking back with Def Squad constantly
 Doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.
 Any nigga want to step, get busy
 Doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.

 Kel-Vicious:
 I be the bushwa freaker coming thourgh your speaker
 My jams be getting stronger
 While your shit be gettin' weaker
 Now Kel be playin' kids like the NY Knicks
 Taking it to your ass with these rhymes and shit
 Cause kids contradict themselves when they be rhymning
 Sounding like shit, off beat with no timing

 50 Grand:
 Now soon as I touch the paper, see you later
 I shut your lights off like a blackout
 So hit the circuit breaker
 I'm the worst trouble you ever had
 Vocab like knife stabs
 Comin' wild killin' in a paragrah
 Holding niggas ransom, it runs in my blood
 Maybe my grandson might be wild like Charles Manson

 Keith Murray:
 I be the gimmie, the got ya
 Been blastin' niggas way before the remix "I shot ya"
 The proper hip hopper, fading em in the Palladium
 And bustin' each and every nigga, bubble in the Tunnel
 After the sunshine comes the rain
 Hold up, wiat a minute, let me back up and just explain

 Hook:
 I been all around the world
 What battle me?
 Take this autograph home and give it to your family
 All I hear is booty stinkin' ass wack M.C.'s
 Stricly doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.

 50 Grand:
 Nigga your life means nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
 The average nigga style sucks like a hickey
 50 G, the M.C.'s brain buster, mic crusher
 Dirty money quicker picke upper, crew duster
 Now that L.O.D.'s up in this motherfucker
 Leave a known rapper with Broken English
 Like Smooth Da Hustler

 Keith Murray:
 Some thing make a nigga laugh, make his ass cry
 He rolled a seven
 I bet it all he turned around and rolled snake eyes
 My thinking cap is bigger htan a fuckin' Sade's
 Stay all-terrain, rainin' on all parades
 The street is my bed and the corner is my pillow
 I'll kill your fuckin' ass and for your crew I'll do ditto

 Kel-Vicious:
 I'll leave a nigga dead, and stinkin' take his soul
 Cha-boom, cha-boom fill him up with holes
 Natural born killer, iller than the rest
 (Where you at?) East coast to west
 I keep it real kid, I freak the flow until it's naked
 Niggas get paniced and frantic and can't take it

 Hook