作词 : Diggs, Smith
Shit is bangin', son, you see what 
I'm sayin'?
Our shit is bangin', son
Yo, Shaolin runnin' this shit, son, runnin' this shit
Wassup Y-Kim? 
Wassup nigga?
Wassup up? 
Representin' 
Brownsville base
Peace to all my 
Brownsville niggaz, what's goin on?
Peace to all my mother****in' 
Putnam Avenue 
Bedford stuy, niggaz
Peace to my, peace to my 
Wild Wild 
West Brighton, niggaz
All I hear is gun shots, can 
I touch somethin'?
What the blood clot? 
Nigga want 
Tical, make it happen
You know my ****in' style, **** the rappin'
We can take it back to '85 if you wanna start actin' like you alive
It's all good, 
I'm rollin' with my click
Owls, Backwoods and 
Phillies, smokin' cess blunts mixed with illy
Got me flusted, now the whole world looks dusted
I'm in the area with the skill that never rusted
For real, nigga, touch it and you burn
When will mother****ers learn
What be spreadin' like a germ?
Ha, ha, it's 
Meth, word
I be that early bird that got the worm and if you check it
I'm on point, like a fax machine, you get the message
It be no question and them bust the second guessin'
Keep your thoughts on your lessons
What the blood clot?
To tell the truth, you don't amaze me
Killa Hill 
Project, a 
Star Trek phaser couldn't phase me, what?
Check the 
Raider Ruckus, **** this, smoke a 
Dutchmaster
Have 'em screamin' for the duchess, yeah, 
I gotta have it
So I strive to stack my papes, if 
I don't do it for myself
I'ma do it for 
Case 'cause that's my people
I'm giving you injections that be lethal
Weapon, when niggaz start the half steppin' then 
I get evil
But don't let that negative vibe right there mislead you
I'm humble, a ****ing 
Killa Bee, far from bumble
I sting you, bzz and 
I bring you
Thirty-six chambers of head banger, bitch
Why I deal with? 
I think the mic's on the fritz
Faggot soundmen, they be sabotagin' shit
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Meth-Tical, let the whole world know my ****in' name
What the blood clot?
Yeah, you know what 
I'm sayin'? 
Keepin' it real on this thing
First of all 
I'd like to give a big peace and shout out
To my brothers in the belly of the beast
Raider Ruckus, we're friends to the end and back again, baby
One love, 
June Lover, 
Shitty Brown
Pussin', Pil, 
The P.L.O., 
Stack Dat, 
Dusty, Storm
Su, we still in here, nigga
Jamel, one love, baby
Nice, Uncle 
Eric a.k.a. 
ShaneI ain't forget you, nigga, 
Shakim, nuttin'
Big Sha, K. 
Fisk, Big 
Free from 
Cipher Heat
All the fugitives on the run
Everybody from 
Riker's Island to 
San Quintan
And a big major shout out to my old dad
Who just got home on work release
Keep your heads up, niggaz