Yo Busst a rap And brooklynkillah we taking over//
Puttin red on niggaz face give em a makeover//
Go fuck wit a 2 ft Ho to call it a low Blower//
Standin at the top of a cliff ya whole crew better go over//
Holy smokes Rob-man how can they stop us?//
We stealin hip-hop like a game of cops and robbers//
Watch-us…We tear ya block up..as we cock-up//
I AINT SCARED A GETTING LOCKED-UP//
I been patiently waiting to earn my 50 Cents//
When we drop in your neghbourhood the crime rate goes up by 80 percent//
Cops tried to prevent-it but through ma anger I Vented//
Any nigga who hate… they gone be flyin higher//
Beat you technices Like the crouchin Tiger//
Im a street-fighter// Gimmie the light and pass the draw//
Or you gonna have fists flyin to crack ya jaw//
This is hardcore// beat you to the floor//
I heat u up like u was raw//Kid this is war//
Surrender, if not you gone get claped by the baretta//
We the champions yall the contenders//
Batty Benders…yall cant offend-us//
WE TAKIN OVER
