[00:01.37][Rajsmoove]
[00:03.35]From a rats turntables, to major recording labels
[00:06.33]SK-1's to platinum albums
[00:08.57]Psychoward that's the group, absolute
[00:11.45]Holdin' fort like F-troop, out that boot
[00:14.39]Got crew member, for almost every day in February
[00:17.47]Quick to clown any wack rapper like Jim Carrey
[00:20.47]All about the weed that nigga Raj who I be
[00:23.44]Dusted off, comma, I-N-C period
[00:25.10][Coola]
[00:25.41]Yeah, begin the session, of ****in' emcees without protection
[00:29.07]Lyrics spans before you like projections
[00:31.42]Slide across ya land like elections
[00:33.82]You don't have the aim to take a piss in my direction
[00:36.76]Countdown effective, the second
[00:39.11]Attempt to see the mic, reach and grab it
[00:41.48]Locked it down like a straitjacket
[00:43.76]Niggas slept like it was the sabbath when I first broke out
[00:47.38]But now my name, and my niggas on the lips of every mouth, word up
[000:49.88][Stress]
[00:50.05]Life is like a game of chess
[00:52.27]Some will sacrifice the rest to continue with that conquest
[00:55.33]Nevertheless, I play the game like the best
[00:58.07]Best to go to plan B, cuz you can't see me in a mic contest
[01:01.21]The second chief of staff gets fresh, my code name Stress
[01:04.53]I'm stressed, but no longer out for justice
[01:07.41]It's just a "L", Craig Mack knows we get down like this
[01:10.51]Yo, Psychoward Mutha****as all the rest are dismissed
[01:12.75][One-Eye-Willie]
[01:13.04]One-Eye-Willie, here to represent that click
[01:16.03]It's the ward and you know we on some psycho shit
[01:18.82]P-W can I trouble you for some flava? What?
[01:22.02]You in the N-O? Then you better ask yo neighbor what
[01:25.04]The Hell is goin' on here, oh you never knew?
[01:28.17]But I'm tellin' you, that you never find a better crew
[01:31.25]Straight from the N-O throwin' suckas out the window
[01:34.33]You get played like Nintendo, check the website for the info
[01:36.78][Mac]
[01:37.07]Yeah, yeah, check me out, yo
[01:38.80]Aiyyo I gets your crowd open like some gunshots
[01:41.97]Runnin' from cops, Uptown til' this bitch drops, nigga what?
[01:45.30]Me, raw like your pre-production
[01:47.88]Chewin' emcees like the rap game was a luncheon
[01:50.51]Ya heard of me, probably wanna murder me
[01:53.07]Catch me on Derbigny
[01:54.67]I make yo wife shirt burgendy, I'm a soldier
[01:57.65]So who's colder? The cold-cut or the shoulder?
[02:00.67]I'm sorta like a Benz when these niggas is Corollas
[02:02.94][King Solemn-One]
[02:03.20]You wanna shine and represent it like a jazz quintet?
[02:06.69]Blind murderers diggin' like my rhyme investments
[02:09.95]Been rhymin' since before it was cool to rhyme about your drug uses
[02:13.56]Style will help you slide on like mucous
[02:16.48]Niggas peep you like the first vagina you got into
[02:19.49]But continue, words of a pride-seeker similar to an assassin
[02:23.51]Native few, overdue what I mean
[02:26.30]Wrote opposite of **** phase I blaze
[02:28.16][Chill]
[02:28.43]I drop my rhymes for yo ass than "Oh, Mother Goose"
[02:31.78]Wit more juice than Cube to get loose, and produce
[02:35.03]Lyrics for yo head that keep you locked like dreads
[02:38.25]Now if you dread the dread beware of what I said
[02:41.24]I take fake emcees and crown'em like they name was Checkers
[02:44.83]Trap'em in a corner like a game of backgammon
[02:47.85]I'm slammin' like Onyx, my rhymes are bionic
[02:50.91]I get super like sonic when I'm puffin' on the chronic
[02:54.06]Catatonic, is the state you're left in
[02:56.88]]From the time my rhyme begins til' my rhyme ends
[03:00.32]Got many associates, but very few friends
[03:03.35]Psycho for life, get me a blunt and a mic
[03:06.29]I bet I keep the crowd hype, aight?
[03:08.51]Til' tomorrow night and if the party ends
[03:11.75]I start the shit up again
[03:13.68]Three sixty degrees, that's how that nigga Chill spins
[03:17.47]25 hours, 8 days a week, you never get no sleep
[03:21.46]When in your eardrums I creep
[03:23.86]****as!

From a rats turntables, to major recording labels
SK-1's to platinum albums
Psychoward that's the group, absolute
Holdin' fort like F-troop, out that boot
Got crew member, for almost every day in February
Quick to clown any wack rapper like Jim Carrey
All about the weed that nigga Raj who I be
Dusted off, comma, I-N-C period
Yeah, begin the session, of ****in' emcees without protection
Lyrics spans before you like projections
Slide across ya land like elections
You don't have the aim to take a piss in my direction
Countdown effective, the second
Attempt to see the mic, reach and grab it
Locked it down like a straitjacket
Niggas slept like it was the sabbath when I first broke out
But now my name, and my niggas on the lips of every mouth, word up
Life is like a game of chess
Some will sacrifice the rest to continue with that conquest
Nevertheless, I play the game like the best
Best to go to plan B, cuz you can't see me in a mic contest
The second chief of staff gets fresh, my code name Stress
I'm stressed, but no longer out for justice
It's just a "L", Craig Mack knows we get down like this
Yo, Psychoward Mutha****as all the rest are dismissed
One-Eye-Willie, here to represent that click
It's the ward and you know we on some psycho shit
P-W can I trouble you for some flava? What?
You in the N-O? Then you better ask yo neighbor what
The Hell is goin' on here, oh you never knew?
But I'm tellin' you, that you never find a better crew
Straight from the N-O throwin' suckas out the window
You get played like Nintendo, check the website for the info
Yeah, yeah, check me out, yo
Aiyyo I gets your crowd open like some gunshots
Runnin' from cops, Uptown til' this bitch drops, nigga what?
Me, raw like your pre-production
Chewin' emcees like the rap game was a luncheon
Ya heard of me, probably wanna murder me
Catch me on Derbigny
I make yo wife shirt burgendy, I'm a soldier
So who's colder? The cold-cut or the shoulder?
I'm sorta like a Benz when these niggas is Corollas
You wanna shine and represent it like a jazz quintet?
Blind murderers diggin' like my rhyme investments
Been rhymin' since before it was cool to rhyme about your drug uses
Style will help you slide on like mucous
Niggas peep you like the first vagina you got into
But continue, words of a pride-seeker similar to an assassin
Native few, overdue what I mean
Wrote opposite of **** phase I blaze
I drop my rhymes for yo ass than "Oh, Mother Goose"
Wit more juice than Cube to get loose, and produce
Lyrics for yo head that keep you locked like dreads
Now if you dread the dread beware of what I said
I take fake emcees and crown'em like they name was Checkers
Trap'em in a corner like a game of backgammon
I'm slammin' like Onyx, my rhymes are bionic
I get super like sonic when I'm puffin' on the chronic
Catatonic, is the state you're left in
]From the time my rhyme begins til' my rhyme ends
Got many associates, but very few friends
Psycho for life, get me a blunt and a mic
I bet I keep the crowd hype, aight?
Til' tomorrow night and if the party ends
I start the shit up again
Three sixty degrees, that's how that nigga Chill spins
25 hours, 8 days a week, you never get no sleep
When in your eardrums I creep
****as!