[DJ bu*ter]
DJ bu*ter's sh** Happens
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
sh** can happen (12X)
[Kon Artis talking]
Alright, Alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, yo ,yo ,yo
It's Da Brigade y'all
Yeah we're back, yeah n***a we're back
DJ bu*ter, yeah he back
[Kon Artis]
That's right motherf**er we back
Same slangin, orangatangin, wildin out on chicken heads
They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm still nameless
You n***as don't get it yet, do you
Dealin out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch fight blown by Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
That we won't deal wit you in front of St. Andrew's still
You gay rappers better learn that
I won't stop until I see 'em turn back
If you don't slow that roll you got
You gon see these Runyan Ave. n***as that really need some Prozac
Fo' sho' that, ask bu*ter
Brigade will lay you down next to your mother's mother's grandmother
[Kuniva]
You know I'm feelin real rowdy tonight
Ready to fight and half the n***as I give dap to I don't even like
The same cat who never gave a damn about your name
I gives a f** about it like the next L.A. Flippers' game
I k** you in ways you couldn't even fathom
You and your madame, it's really unexplainable how I have 'em
Who call theyself screamin about a challenge
n***a we got a gift while you barely makin it off mere talent
My sk**s are deeply embedded even your girl said it
She was knock kneed I f**ed her now she's bow legged
In the middle of rappin I drop the mic
And have a stare down and jump in the crowd and start scrappin
Kunivin, Kon Artis and bu*ter we get it crackin
While the paramedics pick you up we on the side laughin