[Chorus]
Rock, rock y'all, Spearhead comes alive
On the eve of 2 triple O, 11:45
No jive we be survivin', singin' praises to jah
Every time we throw down and every time we puff La
Haaaaa!!! well you can roll my way
On the chocolate supa highway!!!
[Verse 1]
Late last year some of you mighta had fear
That the Spearhead crew would never be back through
Your way, no way, we naw go out like that
Because we livin' for the rhythm and the funk is always fat
So, we bring fat beats like a gift for Christmas
I'll make you testify just like an O.J. Simpson witness
Our sound is so alarming (Ring the alarm)
Like k**er bees, people all be swarming
So like the price is right come on down, make a little wish
But excuse me while I light my spliff
And make some noise if you think the herbs a gift. Hoooo!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Check it: I'm descending back into this record
The heavy-breathing funky rhyme paramedic
Shootin' funky venom from my sharp tooth injectors
Not to vex ya, but yes, to resurrect ya
Cause I can't stand the pain outside my window
Why ya think so many smokin' indo
Blunts, sippin' gin and juice for more confidence
Blowin' more la than Jackie Chan be doin' stunts
The Buddah elevates the stress off the chest
But could never elevate boot off the ghetto necks
Flex like flash when they try to pull me under
But like the lightnin' I'll be there before the thunder
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yes I remember the time in Oklahoma
You tried to blame an Arab but the whitey was the bomber
You be jumpin' to conclusions
I think you spent your whole life watchin' cable in seclusion
Illusions 'bout what's outside your door
One n***a, two n***a, three n***a, four
Robbing every house and every liquor store
Run for your life, we marchin' one million more
Plowing the fields like some natty dread farmers
You can roll your own in September from our harvest
Big up yourself... when life comes gets the hardest
Spearhead's comin' straight from the cartridge
[Chorus]