Steppin up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck
~#**************#~
Hold up just a sec Coolio Im on deck (Malika)
~#**************#~
Yeap the diction is on point
~#**************#~
Causin, friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
~#**************#~
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
~#**************#~
Like the body cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
~#**************#~
Niggie trippin why you beam us I dont step up with no bullshit
~#**************#~
See that there its clip for this stickup on the hip
~#**************#~
Peep the correct way to get your pimp on
~#**************#~
Let me hit the bong oh and my minds quite strong
~#**************#~
Wreck it nice and proper if its on Im finsta to stop her
~#**************#~
If Im swingin for the knockout, best believe Im fits to drop her
~#**************#~
Ninety-fives on poppin, representin I keep stompin
~#**************#~
Throw up my fists just like this when Im mobbin
~#**************#~
[Verse 2: Shorty]
~#**************#~
I killed the last, killed the ass, with my ninety-five drive
~#**************#~
Im deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga
~#**************#~
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good
~#**************#~
Im Hi-C like Spike Lee within Tales From the Hood
~#**************#~
You need it, Ill feed it, baby check the size
~#**************#~
Have you Goin Down like Mary J. Blige
~#**************#~
When its poppin like this, you cant be a coward
~#**************#~
Shorty freaks fuckin beats like Adina Howard
~#**************#~
My squad is hard, with players, and hustlers
~#**************#~
No toleration, for fakers and busters
~#**************#~
Fuckin with me with all honesty
~#**************#~
You get bombed rap songs comin constantly
~#**************#~
Bumpin G-15s, Westside scene
~#**************#~
Killin the competition, while making a fuckin green
~#**************#~
So ring, around the rosie, and mosey to the Rosie
~#**************#~
And I want you to know G
~#**************#~
[Chorus]
~#**************#~
We bust and cuss and kick up dust
~#**************#~
Dont none of yall niggas want to fuck with us
~#**************#~
So whats the time? Its time to get real
~#**************#~
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause I got skills
~#**************#~
We bust and cuss and kick up dust
~#**************#~
Dont none of yall niggas want to fuck with us
~#**************#~
So whats the time? Its time to get real
~#**************#~
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause thats how I bail
~#**************#~
[Verse 3: Leek Ratt]
~#**************#~
Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit five pennies
~#**************#~
Im the locest of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
~#**************#~
How many linny and squidgy think they can see me?
~#**************#~
Im from Compton where even in the summer niggas wear beanies
~#**************#~
Bustin lyrics sharper than razor blades catch it from head to toe
~#**************#~
If youre shocked, then amazed, when you see me at my stage show
~#**************#~
For my stage show beat em up
~#**************#~
40 Thevz gettin busy rockin coast to coast
~#**************#~
Dogs the most rap the hoes then rocks em up
~#**************#~
Givin it up for hip-hop victims how should I drop em and then pop em
~#**************#~
For poppin like to get what I got, and I aint got a whole lot of nuthin
~#**************#~
Cuz I been ruffin and scuffin so give it up when Im bustin or get to duckin
~#**************#~
Cuz I aint given em nuthin
~#**************#~
Fools cant get none, so fuck em!
~#**************#~
[Verse 4: PS]
~#**************#~
Let me rock the motherfuckin mic
~#**************#~
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
~#**************#~
I got jabs like a welterweight champion
~#**************#~
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher pistol-packin
~#**************#~
Quick to get it crackin
~#**************#~
Went from jackin to rappin to runnin with a pack of mad men
~#**************#~
Pull a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
~#**************#~
Some fool tried to play me for a punk I had to have him like
~#**************#~
Lunch or dinner, hes just a beginner
~#**************#~
Fuckin with a winner, number one contender top dog
~#**************#~
Head nigga in charge runnin with a group of hogs
~#**************#~
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Crowbar
~#**************#~
Best to put your daughter
~#**************#~
Wack ass rappers get tossed up
~#**************#~
Trying to come in here with that garbage
~#**************#~
My crew see the dopest and the hardest
~#**************#~
So clear the path or get your punk ass Bogart-ed
~#**************#~
[Chorus]
~#**************#~
We bust and cuss and kick up dust
~#**************#~
Dont none of yall niggas want to fuck with us
~#**************#~
So whats the time? Its time to get real
~#**************#~
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause I got skills
~#**************#~
[Verse 5: Ras Kass]
~#**************#~
I peep game and get recognized, buyin all the hard liquor
~#**************#~
Toothpick and beedy diet
~#**************#~
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the other way
~#**************#~
Like a reversible Louis Vuitton Gucci belt
~#**************#~
And aint nothin crackin
~#**************#~
For them niggas steppin up with the funk Im packin Tinactin
~#**************#~
‘Cause I be earnin stripes in tight bunches
~#**************#~
All the homies carry nines, I carry rhymes and sucker punches
~#**************#~
What? Tootsie, my knees dont bend
~#**************#~
Just like that actor Hoffman I be Dustin off men often
~#**************#~
Jaywalkin over your coffin with an eleven-shot Lorcin
~#**************#~
John Richard Austin wont soften, youre lost in C-arson
~#**************#~
To exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
~#**************#~
Stalkin Laughlin to New York and in between so take caution
~#**************#~
Leave the flossin for dental hygiene
~#**************#~
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young bastard
~#**************#~
The raps be lung mastered takin vinyls virginity
~#**************#~
Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Payton
~#**************#~
Niggas player hatin cause I spoke like a Dayton
~#**************#~
I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the Carter when
~#**************#~
CMB controlled it
~#**************#~
Blowin niggas up like when Mookies stupid ass got caught smokin
~#**************#~
Figure, your stigma is lack of enigma
~#**************#~
So bitch-ass niggas better step like the Delta Sigma Thetas
~#**************#~
[Verse 6: Coolio]
~#**************#~
We dont give a fuck, fools better duck
~#**************#~
39 deep in the back of Winos truck
~#**************#~
Like robbin in the paint, fool think I aint?
~#**************#~
Your crew is on stank, thats why Im pullin rank
~#**************#~
I rev like a motor float ON like a boat to
~#**************#~
Kick a style like Tical from here to North Dakota
~#**************#~
The ambassador of funk with amps in the trunk
~#**************#~
And when its time to rock a mic I wont be no punk
~#**************#~
I bring death to the evil and power to the people
~#**************#~
My name aint Steve Miller but I Fly Like an Eagle
~#**************#~
Dont play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
~#**************#~
And I, got more con in my verse than Chuck
~#**************#~
And you dont want no motherfuckin problems here
~#**************#~
Cuz I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
~#**************#~
Your whole crewll get took out, turned out, shook out
~#**************#~
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better look out
~#**************#~
[Verse 7: WC]
~#**************#~
Fresh out the penalty box
~#**************#~
Sportin a stockin cap, cut off dickies, and some high-top striped socks
~#**************#~
The freestyle finatic pyschosomatic back at it causin static
~#**************#~
With lyrics still as tight as a straight jacket
~#**************#~
The last in line but one of the first to get wit cha
~#**************#~
Bringin more terror to MCs than a Michigan militia
~#**************#~
Click click boom, nigga fuck your crew
~#**************#~
Its the chanky hip-hopper, takin over pissin in your stage monitor
~#**************#~
Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your wildest dreams
~#**************#~
You best to wake up and apoligize
~#**************#~
Niggas penetentiary yearn me cuz I, burn like Parker
~#**************#~
But anyway, half of yall couldnt see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
~#**************#~
The lyrical night stalker stalkin at night in a pair of creased Khakis
~#**************#~
Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip tight
~#**************#~
Dub-C, that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
~#**************#~
Ay man! Ay ay
~#**************#~
Whats up Wino?
~#**************#~
Uh like loc, its like late, lets get the fuck up out of here
~#**************#~
Are we out?
~#**************#~
Yeah yeah fuck it
~#**************#~
Fuck it, MAAD Circle bitch!
