(feat. Shabazz the Disciple)



[Intro]

You Rule Hip Hop

I'm scientific in admiral hip hop

The Mad Mob, yeah we Rule Hip Hop

So let me grab the microphone and lick a shot



[Shabazz the Disciple]

Here I go wit the ill flow, the Red Hook kill flow

Whoever drive a flip, catch a steel toe

I put your paws in your stomach

Man, ya niggas, ya don't even want it

Niggas they roll in masses, I got slugs for they asses

Quick to smash nerves wit glasses

I blast his ass in ashes

Yeah, I'm givin niggas a buck 50

Across they face, they can't fuck wit me

So wake up, wake up, ya niggas ya get draped up

I'm swearin all the hookers wit the makeup

Yeah that's right I'm on some flip shit

Bitches run they lip and get they clit slit

They man wanna rip, see my four-fifth

Cuz me and 'Preme, ain't nuthin to be fucked wit



[Chorus x2]

'Preme, 'Preme, you Rule Hip Hop

I'm scientific in admiral hip hop



[Shabazz the Disciple]

Fe, a fi, a fo, a fum

I hear the sounds poundin down upon a drum

Make up for lick a shot, upon the mic like a gun

Here I come, here I come, buck buck, here I come

My charter flows, to here I go wit the phat style

My times'll be wack now, the M.A.D. black child

Kick facts, rip raps, flip tracks

Don't give a damn about fling fling, punks get pimp slap

Murder, paralyze, snakes who analyze

Skills, techniques, use when I wreck beats

Bring all ya mics and guns and you still get dropped

Stripped of hip hop, cuz you can't rip shop

Miller lyrics spill upon the track like blood

Put a whole in ya head, cause a flood



[Chorus x2: one 'Preme first time]



[Shabazz the Disciple]

Boom, there's a liver, bam there's a brain

I'm insane, I'm makin niggas feel the pain

Baaow, I have 'em screamin like a bitch

Boyakah! Boyakah! I blast 'em like a snitch

Shank, shank, chop, chop, till his heart stop

And watch his body drop, and watch his head drop

I'll have him runnin, he's runnin, he's runnin

Boyakah! Boyakah! My gun is steady gunnin

I'm wipin niggas off the face of Earth

It was a waste of birth, they gettin placed in the dirt

I'm runnin like I'm Strangler

Back up muthafucka before I hang ya, I'm danger

Nigga, ya ass is mine, when I blast a nine

Ease up, cuz ya brain ain't as fast a mine

I feel murder, I smell blood

I taste terror, you erased like a error

But a lotta, they fled, those who got caught

Got they skulls get pulled out they fuckin head



[Chorus x2]



[Outro]

The Madd Mob, yeah we Rule Hip Hop