[00:00.00][Mike Tyson: Sample]
[00:00.00]I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever
[00:05.10]I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been
[00:11.39]My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable
[00:15.65]And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart!
[00:18.57]I wanna eat your children, praise be to *****!
[00:21.00][Vinnie Paz]
[00:21.57]They call me Kublai Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9
[00:25.26]I'm ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian
[00:27.70]I'm ready for anybody who want war
[00:30.34]Y'all ain't nice with the hands you can't brawl
[00:32.39]You can't stall, we hold the black horses
[00:35.34]I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses
[00:38.25]You lack rawness, you lack passion
[00:41.13]You couldn't make it through war without rations
[00:43.91]You just a ****sexual; I think the gay rights movement
[00:47.40]should meet you and then invest in you
[00:49.80]Rhymin' 'bout flowers 'n ******t
[00:52.62]And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n ******t
[00:55.62]I'm housin' ya ******t; Shuttin' ya ******' mic off
[00:59.04]Snatch ya ******' poetry book and then kick the dyke off
[01:02.13]Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is
[01:05.37]Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers
[01:08.52]And we blast until cover
[01:10.59]Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother
[01:13.89](Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
[01:16.89][Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
[01:17.38]"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
[01:20.10]"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
[01:23.08]"Power, down goes another rapper"
[01:25.86]"Make way, 'cause here I come"
[01:28.00][Ras Kass]
[01:28.18]Yea, yo, yo, yea, ****** it
[01:30.56]When I spit it get ******tty like the teeth of Mike Bibby
[01:33.82]Live from nowhere keep the west coast with me like J-Kidd
[01:37.03]Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy
[01:40.73]No system electricity, spine the mind with it
[01:43.76]Tryna go 50/50 with my Billboard's check
[01:46.91]Like 800 first week, 800,000 the next
[01:50.04]They put on the cover of the **** I just might flex
[01:52.83]Na, I'm too lazy, with hennessy and hoes
[01:55.74]But I bench pressed the trigger of a four pound though
[01:58.82]Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes
[02:01.89]****** bank rolls, I'm yellow gold and incredible flows
[02:05.20]My homies sellin coke, 'cause love don't love nobody
[02:08.43]Said he like the free spirits with slugs to plug your body
[02:11.75]'Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac
[02:14.65]Paint picture perfect, inside rockin' the b-bop
[02:17.74]We not confused, raps the ****** news
[02:20.73]Each rhyme a "Minority Report", ****** Tom Cruise
[02:23.95]Adversity my muse, that's why I make mus-ic
[02:27.10]Transmit SARS, it's 20 bars as you spit
[02:29.47][Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
[02:29.89]"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
[02:32.74]"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
[02:35.63]"Power, down goes another rapper"
[02:38.45]"...Make way, 'cause here I come"

I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been
My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable
And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart!
I wanna eat your children, praise be to *****!
They call me Kublai Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9
I'm ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian
I'm ready for anybody who want war
Y'all ain't nice with the hands you can't brawl
You can't stall, we hold the black horses
I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses
You lack rawness, you lack passion
You couldn't make it through war without rations
You just a ****sexual; I think the gay rights movement
should meet you and then invest in you
Rhymin' 'bout flowers 'n ******t
And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n ******t
I'm housin' ya ******t; Shuttin' ya ******' mic off
Snatch ya ******' poetry book and then kick the dyke off
Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is
Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers
And we blast until cover
Make you see murder like Master P' brother
(Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
(repeat 2x)
"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
"Power, down goes another rapper"
"Make way, 'cause here I come"
Yea, yo, yo, yea, ****** it
When I spit it get ******tty like the teeth of Mike Bibby
Live from nowhere keep the west coast with me like J-Kidd
Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy
No system electricity, spine the mind with it
Tryna go 50/50 with my Billboard's check
Like 800 first week, 800,000 the next
They put on the cover of the **** I just might flex
Na, I'm too lazy, with hennessy and hoes
But I bench pressed the trigger of a four pound though
Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes
****** bank rolls, I'm yellow gold and incredible flows
My homies sellin coke, 'cause love don't love nobody
Said he like the free spirits with slugs to plug your body
'Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac
Paint picture perfect, inside rockin' the b-bop
We not confused, raps the ****** news
Each rhyme a "Minority Report", ****** Tom Cruise
Adversity my muse, that's why I make mus-ic
Transmit SARS, it's 20 bars as you spit
(repeat 2x)
"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
"Power, down goes another rapper"
"...Make way, 'cause here I come"