(feat. Heltah Skeltah, Crooked Eye, Planet Asia)



"Wake-Up Show international" something in a foreign language

"This is hip-hop music, and this is all we got"

"Representin hip-hop worldwide"

"Give it up y'all" "The worldwide Wake-Up Show"

"Sway and Tech"



[Rock]

Yo, that's the man Rock

So if you can stand what I be doin

Yo who you think you're foolin, you'll be shittin when I be screwin

Your crew's doo-doo and you seem to think that I be jokin

Buckshot Got Me Opin as you get your body broken

Foldin, hoes get, dropped like dominos an'

Fear of my Boot Camp'll have you runnin like a nose, man

I sniff, I smell pussy on the set

But he better jet cuz I like my nigga's pussy wet

BOO-YAH, do ya, brain your wigs pushed back

Black I swing bats and break backs over crackerjacks

I'm JUST LIKE THAT

(Damn, type cold, but all they really need is rep)

Word to miz Mr. Flipsta flips wit some bigger shit

Wit an extra clip, longer than my kneecap to my hip

Now you plead the Fifth

Used to riff, guess I should've known you was bluffin

You better guard your melon kid 'fore Ra throw a slug in



[Ruck]

My culture, colt ya, sculpture, vultures

Who in-sult the lyrics that Big Ruck wrote ya

Bitch-ass niggas don't wanna test the skills

Word is bond god I think you best to chill

See I splash flesh, money like crash test dummies

And cash checks bluntly when radios pump me

Due to circumstances in my lyrical advances

Another man die, why, cuz of my verbal enhancements

Transmit, lyrics over bass and your treble

Then I'm vexed cuz the devil can't take me to that next level

If push came to shove, I push drugs

Shove slugs in niggas mugs who show the Ruck no love



[Crooked Eye/Tech N9NE]

You probably heard me on The Anthem

Throwin a tantrum, now the phantom's

Kidnappin platinum rappers for ransom, murder em at random

Hand em they cranium on a platter

Then scatter, splatter your bladder

Niggas got to add up the data, they scatter

When I brings the whoo-ra, I'm in this game to stay

You couldn't put me out if your name was neutron

My receital's prime to climb, homicidal rhymes unwind

My rival's minds and time, they vital signs decline

Your title's mine, resign, leave you blind

Cuz every line's designed to shine

And I'm, all about the lyrical skills advancing

Tech drops the beat, I starts the verbally break-dancin

Cuz first I do my foot-work then I break it down to my knees

And now I'm spinnin around on my back, ?when melon? ?

Better stop and freeze, please

You MC's ain't never wanna bout

You need to make like a cecerious-section and cut it out

I'm pure devotion, dosin

The psychological field have chosen, to analyze my notions

But most men, catch emotion, sickness cuz my intelligence quotient

Goes deep as the Mediterranean o-cean

Me and Sway in the concrete jungle bringin comotion

Our blood might be boilin but our attitude is frozen

See me pass up a chance to rip shop, naw

That'll be worse than Kool Herc sayin "Fuck hip-hop ya'll"

That'll never happen

I'll be bustin even after half the major labels start

Financially backin this rappin

Rhymin's my first love, she's been wit me from the start

I exchange vowels wit my styles, now it's till death do us part



[Planet Asia]

Slang exhaust dust, I lace tracks quick

In tournaments, I can't fit the throne that I sit upon, is permanent

Splashin Lugers wit my Chaka Zulu

Observe the numero uno schoolyard assassin

That's fastin to sock it to you

Fuck a team my theme's state of the art

Jumped up and cross seas, sellin em dubs over a pub by the quarts

Now how that sound, Fresno, Cali's even on the map now

Tech holdin down the back ground

We flip chips for rings and championships

Desperado wit the convo, guerilla congo

Killin ? black wit his eyes on troop

(Now listen here) Before I disappear in a flash

Me without pizzazz like a warrior wit a spear up his ass

>From '99 down to the last second

A devastation, findin out like it's the last record

A revelation, it's on a suitcase full of magnificent poems

And testaments, most cats is pestilence in terrestrial form

I'm out there, and I doubt there is any comp

Against the relentless, rap assassin holdin it down in the swamps

My gun claps acts, these raps run laps around irregular run waves

Whatever the cirumstance to uplift, I shoots the gift

It's futuristic, how my patterns they switch

And how the wacker gets rich, I assume while they're down bitin and shit

Planet Asia takes up, three pages for one verse to make up

Twenty-four bars of rage shakin Bay Area earthquakes up

It's like that, lettin loose juice wit forty-duece

First class proof, product and that's the platinum truth

Schoolyard to the fullest, that's the platinum truth

Cali Agent to the fullest, that's the platinum truth