[Intro:] 



Yo Biz, play that shit 

Yeah yeah cause I told ya, ha ha ha HA! 

It's going down like this! 

That's some real shit, on some real shit 

About to set this motherfucker OFF 

For the motherfuckin nine-nickel REPRESENT 

Yeah, collaboration 

Niggaz ya know, niggaz ain't ready for this that's word life 

Yo! 



[Verse One:] 



I'm living life collosal, I'm hostile 

Ghetto apostle, hip-hop that's my gospel 

I'm gettin up in skins like Massengil, dat's the deal 

Not the Guru, but I got Mass Appeal 

Pass the pill, and I'ma shoot the rock 

Like constipation put your shit on lock 

I be the bomb and then some, you sweatin my income? 

Makin more yards than Rashan Salaam 

Gotta make moves in this hip-hop biz, fuck a test 

Couldn't even give me a pop quiz 

So what's up son? Let us put the burner to the blunt, don't front 

And we gonna run a train on this stunt 

that they call hip-hop, but I won't catch blue balls 

I'm goin way back, like the hairline of Lou Rawls 

Even before I got my label deal 

I was disconnectin niggaz like they late for they cable bill 

Now I got the number one album in the nation 

on occasion... I'm sayin... 



[Verse Two:] 



Uh, check it out... check it out... check it out... 



I'm not run of the mill, pimpin shit like Ron O'Neal 

Reminiscin on can I get a deal? 

Makin demos in the garage, now I'm fuckin large 

Now my entourage rocks camoflauge it's a sabotage 

This jam is on some bust your head shit 

Niggaz gettin amped and I ain't even said shit 

I be freakin facts from here to Secaucus 

Bitches stalk us, put us on like British Walkers 

I'm layin in the cut like a Band-Aid 

And your shit is still played like waves in the skin-tight fade 

like Jade, everyday of the week I freak tecniques 

What's the science on the streets? 

Omniscence got the funky shit -- for your system 

Omniscence got the funky shit -- for your system 

Omniscence got the funky shit -- for your system 

Run up in your Earth and your Wisdom 

Even though bitches wanna skeeze me and please me and tease me 

I ain't goin out like Eazy 

Pack a twenty-two caliber, blowin up like the Challenger 

Bangin mo heads than Metallica! What nigga, what? 



[Verse Three:] 



It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all 

It's like that y'all, one time for your mind! 

Lick shots one time to your mind 

if you feel what I feel let me know one time 

Yeah, lick shots one time if the herb is superb 

if you're high then you got what you deserve 



So once again again I slam god damn yo I'm out like antenna 

No beginner, get under your skin like a splinter 

Punani nigga, rock the Tommy Hil-figer 

And I don't tote a glock, to show that I'm a real nigga 

Runnin shit in ninety-five, you ain't gettin live 

I'll be takin your shit, like this was New Jersey Drive 

I strive, for perfection, number eight section 

selection, kickin like the tag to connection 

You can bring the noise 3 Boyz is my alliance 

Reggie and Ronald better known as the giants 

You know the science, I'm rippin out hearts 

If I was a bomber then you still couldn't get no parts 

Do rock it funky nasty downright 

This is what a beatdown sound like! 

So let me know if you FUCKIN with me 

I'm the O-the-M-the-N-the-I 

the-S-the-C-the-E-the-N-the-C-to the fucking E! 



[Outro:] 



Yeah, 3 Boyz - make noise 

This is our groove 

So rock rock rock on 

Like that like this! 

Ahh yeah, just some flava 

Ninety-five, ninety-six, forever 

YEAH! 

And to the fake crews... 

..I hope you're ready 

And to all the real niggaz... 

rock steady. And I'm out