[Intro]
Yeah
Yo E, what up God?
Stomping in the forty below troopers and all that
Triple fat goose jackets
Know what I mean?
Alright listen
Come on
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah there's a rumble and money got crushed into rubble
For faking the funk inside the concrete jungle
DJ Eclipse on the cut with Bill with him
s**er MCs well you can go to hell with him
Well this is a war here, it's Vietnam here
The 5% Nation of Brothers of Allah here
Whether he good or not, you soft as a Puddin Pop
He ain't halal but he got cut in the butcher shop
You can't touch the mic, you don't deserve to
If he didn't learn too, then he getting burned too
The Kings and Queens are rebuildin they thrones
With hardcore drums that's as ill as J-Zone
s**ers are petrol, so they better let go
Cause I'm the human lightning bolt like Electro
Y'all ain't stepping up, cause y'all ain't deaf'n up
Yo, DJ Eclipse just cut the record up!
[Verse 2]
You laid in the dirt and got put into a hearse
s**ers try to battle but they get they heads burst
Ay y'all couldn't move me, I cut em like Susie
The word is a gun and it'll spray like a uzi
I built with the Gods until knowledge is born on em
It took a little while for the science to dawn on em
You fade like a barber, my blade was just sharper
The Son that was born was the same as the Father
None of y'all could come before me or come after me
You f**ing with Paz then it could be a catastrophe
Knowledge is infinite, you couldn't live with it
s**ers will fade and get played like an instrument
Nothing can harm me, why try bomb me?
You couldn't f** around with Paz with the army
32 bars of d**h will shut em up
DJ Eclipse on the wheel so cut it up