1.Here We Come
{what the hell was your dick doin in the milk man？}
Here we come (9x)
If you a dedicated soldier say here we come
Here we come (2x)
If you a dedicated soldier say here we come
Here we come (2x)
If you a dedicated soldier say here we come
Here we come (2x)
If you a dedicated soldier say here we come
Yours truly, far from booty starang wondah ＊clapping＊
Aka gun clappa numba won, so it's only right i be
The first voice that you hear bringin you on this new
B.c.c. expedition
Duck down staff is in the motherfuckin house ＊clapping＊
Bringing you this nocturnal lp (i love those guys)
Nocturnal! which means to live life at nighttime
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl baby
＊clapping＊
In other words we see through the bullshit niggaz be tryin to do
So for this portion of the album, we bring forth da rockness
monstah
＊clapping＊ youknowhati'msayin？
(bringin forth heltah skeltah) boo-yaa!
You asked for it who want beef well here's war
For this i packs with automatic four-fours
Fuck what you heard don't even speak bout my fleet
Many pop shit but bitch when dem see me
Rock out of the realms of dark in bucktown
Me and ruck we don't, give a, wiggy what now (wiggy what now)
I wonder, if heads are ready or are they butter
Ain't near one of y'all bitch niggaz tough
You can get your clans, posses, clicks bring the strategy
We starts mad ruckus and rock domes while we got a g
My soldiers gone psycho let the madness begin (let it begin)
Enter the square if you dare bring a friend
We-a snipe ya, we see in the dark like an owl
So we prowl understand the plan is operation lockdown
Chop rice and slice that punk shit you rapid g
Drugs jewels and versacci niggaz need therapy
Enter the great unknown, nocturnal images of
Sparsky and dutch the power forward and the center (whatever)
Needless to mention, this means war
So with the help of my twin shark and boot camp
I declare heltah skeltah
We be the w, w, b.c.c.
Worldwide, boot camp click till we d.o.a.
We continue, smashin crews
Ringin more bells than mont raceways and avenues
Repeat 4x
Here we come (repeat until fades)
2.Lethal Brainz Blo
Intro：rock
Punk ass niggaz man
Niggaz don't know man
I better let all their brainz blo nigga
Man listen
Chorus：
Let the madness begin nigga, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let it begin let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Verse one： rock, ruck
Aiyyo run for your gunz me and dutch coming through
Rock ruck you and you crew fuck the boys in blue
This be bucktown around these grounds they don't roam
Cuz we send em home with trays of slugs in they dome
Blown out the frame by the rock, mr. flipster
Shit's heltah skeltah, where's the inflixter
Right by your side with my eyes on the posse
I see duke and red he said he wanna drop me
Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits
Shit take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (fuck him)
Two to his cheek cuz he weak so's his jaw
Nigga played the cell frontin like he hard to the core
More i hear pussy talk more i wan flip
See i got enough slugs for your mom in my clip
Strip to your drawers run your dough and your jewels
Tool's cocked it ain't april 1st but i'm breakin fool
When punk niggaz test rock it's like touchin live wire
Catch a shock to your knot
From a glock that i pop, you don't want it with the rock
Better duck dumbfucks you're out of luck
You got caught by the ruck
First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my flow's fat
So far, my gat splat at niggaz who claim that my shit's wack
You don't know i thought you knew it
Too late bitch you blew it
Now i'ma bang your shit up like i was lennox lewis
One, two, three four five
Six seven eight niggaz'll shit where's my nine
Mil i drill fine skills into your mental
Block i hit your temple hot become gentle not
You must mistake me for a sucker type of motherfucker
Might lose his life, cuz i'm trife in the night
Chorus 1／2
Verse two： ruck, rock
What's the deal nigga？ set it off in the dark
I spark marks when the big ruck flips the ark
The raw rapper jaw tapper ruckus kick it wicked
Keep it real my click roll thick like acidics
Plus, i be there like jackson, breakin your backs and
Askin, who want more, that's when my fat spins
So chump chill 'fore my pump kill
You wanna ill still ruck knock out your front grill
The lyrical whatevah, cuz whatevah is lyrical
I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of physical
Raps get deep when i mack with my peeps
You yappin bout beef you'll get clapped in the streets bitch
This nigga ruck is fuckin crazier than ten niggaz
I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then i bend niggaz
So what？？ pussy bring it on
Word is bond, sean got songs that's mad strong
(so bring it on)
Chorus
Verse three： rock
Man listen, another nigga bluffin
Punk fuck discussion, when you see me get to snuffin
You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes bake i break
Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your north
lake ache
So take your monkey ass to the rear
Toe to toe or blow for blow we can square
Yeah my brass knuckles make your knees buckle
What duke i lay more niggaz flat out on they back than a slug do
Who knows what you, seem to be i didn't gas you
But you can keep it movin 'fore i beat your gassed ass
You punk bastard, you could get the gat quick
Or your ass kicked, that dry shit your lips spit, get the
chapstik
Or a fat dick and that's it
Heltah skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we
Chorus 1／2
Outro： rock
Ahh, let the, madness begin
Let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin
Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness begin let the madness begin
Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you grin
We let the madness begin
We let the brainz blo if you grin
Make way for the dreads and the pros
Cuz we let the brainz blo
Punk-ass...
3.Undastand
Verse one： ruck
Heltah skeltah start stormin
Ya up for dreamin it's mornin, i'm warnin
People who jeal my name ring bells like a doorman
A warrant, for the arrest of a militant menace
Who serve heads like tennis with words that diminish
Bust the scrimmage, i call the high post play
Dish off to the center fo' da quick lay
Slay, anybody come in my lane
Gets blown out the frame by the flipster and lames, look
Who is this gettin swift with this pugilist
Equipped with the lyrical gift to flip scripts
That ruck kick, break boys bones like roy jones
Decoys roam, but they can't mess with my people
Hey you stepped to the ruckus recognize that i be lethal
Make it hard for any infiltrator to attack this
Verse two： rock
I really think i oughta tell ya, before i have to belt ya
Shell now in hell wondering who's heltah skeltah
Sparsky and dutch, ruck and, rock see
We gets buckwild on your block and harass the cops
No diggy, my head's hot, scream loud and clear
Watch the red dot, move a muscle boy you bed' not
See the last two figures they can't describe me
Military punisher rock m.p.
Watch, the, nine millimeter brain better
You won't be beefin and your heart won't be beatin either
Either you're real or i hate you i break you
Like glass ＊shatters＊ the bullet brings it to dat ass
Bastard, you talk faster, my gun buck faster
I jet, faster the next l sparked
Verse three： ruck, rock
Undastand in the midst of utter confusion i got sumpin for stars
Frontin in cars and bars when i lace you with my gym star
Recognize real never the rap that's rungy
Once we, unite, like i'm martin luther
I'm startin to shoot the people messin wit my future
So who's the, wiggy that wanna test me and address me
Just to try an impress me them people come and stress me
Undastand, to be the man ain't even the plan
But stand in my way and get crushed under sand
So guard your backs, or matter fact guard your naps on
Down til we u, click your heels times and ahh
I'm at the door bringin war to your town
It's the rock, now you gotta get away like bobby brown
I get down, punk gets pounded like fractions
Worlds get blown when ruck and rock start overreactin
Undastand, or you catch the back hand or the timberland
Undastand, undastand or your catch the back hand or the
timberland
Undastand, or you catch the back hand
Timberland, or the back hand if you don't undastand
Undastand, undastand, undastand... heltah skeltah
(undastand) original gunn clapazz
(undastand) cocoa brovaz a.k.a. smif-n-wessun
(undastand) representativez forever representin
(undastand) duck down entaprisez, niggaz set to recognize this
(undastand) return of the b.d.i.
4.Who Dat？
(somethin new man)
(niggaz gone down the road to the way to get a new blunt)
(got it man)
(yo yo you remember what happened last time)
Got that man
here man
Just kick some t-a-w-l to the sean
Drop bombs makes me holier than qu'rans
Or bibles, sean's your idol, upon my arrival
Upon earth i was blessed at birth with these fuckin recitals
Hah, who wanna, test my skills
Niggaz best to chill, or leave here with my testi-cules
The, shit's ill, it sounds like that so ahh
Ruck and rock represent cause we let your brainz blo
Check it out yo, whose that nigga over there？ rockness
Rappers be actin like they queer they need to stop this
Or i attack, from the rear, make your locks twist
Like titties when broads take off they brassiere you drop quick
Swimming up in your subconcious it's me
Bummy jah come to regulate so call me mp
Make punani puke, throw up your dukes if you got the
Heart to test the lyrical rocket launcher, fuck your shotgun
I got tons that shine, any man call him yo
＊knocking at the door＊ yo yo
Yo don't open that shit man
Yo yo get the fuck that ain't the fucking knock man
Get the fuck, fuck that, don't open don't open that shit
Fuck that ain't the fucking knock man, shhh
＊knocking＊ yo, let me in nigs, let me in
5.Sean Price
Chorus：
I'm not sure anymore more
Who is knocking at my door door
All the people that i knew
Acted funny when big ruck got some loot
But they can't see b, let my parabellum fly fly
Cause i be god decipher devine vine
And a nigga can't test me an' mine mine
If you wanna come feel it, nigga come but twice
Some say sean price is, nice-is on mic devices
Pack more power which make me more mightier than isis
Try this, that's when the ruck shakes the rictor
Inflictsta bring pain my aim is to rip ya
Picture you tryin to break through my path
My eight blasts all you fuckin snakes in the grass
Went to hell with angel dust,plus i bust the devils lungs
With lyrics that come from tip of the tongue now you sprung
Sean sparks like john starks in the fourth quarter
Oughta meet my peeps, thats deeper than the tora
Unforgettable like nat king,
Louieville chill because my motherfucking slap stings
This track brings, the average career to a halt
It ins't my fault you fell victim to my verbal assault
If i had dollars for every nigga who dared to battle me on
microphones,
I'd fuck around and be a millionaire
Chump starts it
From the dark resubmerge,
I splurge on herbs with verbs and the usage of my words
Them beats is swollen off of trees and colon
Then, lyrical functions
I flow like trees through broadway junctions
See punks get bent on constant
Consistently
When d-r-u-g blesses them s-t-c
Gods wnen black don't slack
Never cut slack
They been back to the wack
Snatch off like jack
Shit is, actual and factual
That my mental blast fools, it reacts like a gun tool
Mental releases peices of no,
Makin yo brains blow
Got pros that froze like sub-zero and flows
I jams like the master shoot my lyrics like j
The emcee's run from my house i don't play
On that days to display dismay blow away
To play movie celebrities you done away like fay
Chorus
Word is bon jovi, niggas don't know me
Hoes blow me show me affection for constant erection
My direction is pistols pointed at niggas on bristol
Who thought it was fun to pull guns and issue my dismissal
But you can't handle this,
Cause i get scandalous when cannabis enters my system which
makes me
More odd than tony randal bitch
Due to circumstances and lyrical advances
'nother man die, why, cause of my verbal enhancements
Transmit advances over my mental highway
I say what i wanna, smoke marijuana
Gonna hit you with a verse so nigga nurse your fuckin wounds
Boom in my system keep me in time with tune
Chorus
6.Clans, Posses, Crews And Kliks
(aiyyo word？) these niggaz is rappin, kickin raps n shit
Can't tell these niggaz they ain't hype
They punk smoove bullshit, just meet me downstairs son
I'ma set it on these niggaz son
Verse one： rock, ruck
And one time for your mind, one time for the snitch droppin dime
Me don't wanna hear you whine when my nine's to your spine
Glock diss, rocky, mountain, energy's from my
Fountain of youth runnin through my brain pounded
So don't be found in my clutches
If you don't who sparsky is, then you don't know who dutch is
Don't get snuffed kid, we cause ruckus
And rock mad domes while we at it who's the first up
To see blackness like the universe
Fuck that, niggaz better start runnin for shelter
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's that nigga from heltah
skeltah
Word em up i murder ducks who never heard of ruck plus
My mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine that i buck (blahhh)
Girls demand me, mad bitches i slam the
Microphone you hand me till the judge remand me (what)
Can we, get along like rodney, and rock please
Put these niggaz in they proper place cause you cocky
I, be the drama bringer wringer of a niggaz neck
Wrecker of a set i buck shots with a steel tec
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks bout they rnrin
(they heard us comin and turned to track stars, check it)
I be, never sloppy, i be rotc
I rock heads from bedrock to yugoslav-ia
Robbin you and your crew blind yeah we do crimes
Find that absolut's fine, or in to behind
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot cryin
Like screwface, i in the mood to bash your eyes in
Devils does know who i am, madman from heltah skeltah
Mr. flipster, rock, grandson of sam
As the world turns in my search for tomorrow
I seek the god in life, for some insight
Freaky like a golden shower when my golden bowels
Hit instrumentals get influential like colin powell, now
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the dirt
Pull tunes on spooks who claim i ain't cool like levert
Expert when i network my lyrics like a rebel
Vexed cause the devil never take me to that next level
It's never humble in asphault jungles
When you slang rocks and ricans in back deal with bundles
Some may wonder, the evil these two men do, torment you
Lyrical landlord, your fuckin rent due
Chorus：
Clans, posses, crews and kliks
All y'all bitch niggaz can suck my dick
Kliks, posses, crews and clans
Can't none of y'all niggaz fuck with me and my man
Verse two： rock, ruck
Aiyyo, one's for the, shots i pop
Two's for the anti-real snakes i fought and dropped
Three's for the irrational ruck, bitch!
I be rock and the four's for hip-hop cause with this shit we rip
shop
Ask me how foul i am, mannn you know damn well
It was me that hit your bitch up in my man's van
Too plexed your grand-pops then like corn i pop shit
You can't flush, fuckin with us you're smacked with hock spit
Who dare square with rock me i break you
Tree times worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do
Heltah skeltah is hectic hit the deck then step
If you wanna hear your neck click
See this center, but really play no basketball
I do my shootin with a motherfuckin mac you fall
To the floor, ogc hit up everything that come through the door
Recognize heltah skeltah mean war
So what's the reason for the treason, punk you wanna die
My mind crucify those who try to defy
God cipher devine drop bombs on the blind
In the mood to get rude with the lyrics instead of my nine (hah)
Now i (what) want a nigga to come with hand skills
Man chill, might end up in a landfill
Stand still, nigga you know the position
Glocks clickin from niggaz who ain't got pots to piss in
Plus i get hyped when my mic strikes windpipes
Me and rock is this tight (there'll never be no fist fights)
You're lip punks when my fifth smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke, now your bitch broke ain't no misquote
I just spoke, wicked ways with words of wisdom
Like cyclops i spot fly shots with ill vision
Similar to none son so it fuckin seem
Savages get sewn the fuck up with shots to they spleen
Chorus： repeat 4x
7.Therapy
Intro：ruck
＊snoring＊
Bring in the next patient (the patient is sleeping)
Bring in his chart (the doctor will see you now)
How you doin, let's see what we have here
My name is dr. killpatient
And i'm your psychosssssigmathetamasochistic
Verse one： rock, ruck
All i, seem to, think about is violence
It doesn't matter if i'm dead sober or i'm bent
It's strange, i'm not insane or at least i don't think so
Or am i？ you think so doc, truthfully i don't know
So what do i do i go to my crew and ask for help
But they ain't no help, they go through the same shit they damn
self
So i look deep into the mind of a crook
Then out of nowhere i envision two right hooks
Aww damn, again goes this shit i
Can't get out of this cycle, dish one got me whipped
From the thought of a brain bashing, doctor stop me
Before i blow my motherfuckin top g
See that leather sofa over there？ yeah
Sit back with this six-pack and a spliff
That have your mind twisted while we chit-chat i like that
I think that, we should start with the session uh-huh
But before we begin let me ask you a few questions uh-huh
Have you been touched the wrong way？ nah
Involved in gun play yeah
The town let me guess acquited like you was o.j. how you know？
Typical black life you jack knifes under a sea biscuit
Get specific an stop fuckin around wit that crack rock yo i
don't smoke doze
Yes you do duke i can tell
Cuz you actin funny, like when blacks get money
Brummy jazz only married to jawana
And instead of helping you're getting me heated like a sauna
Just trying to get into your head
Pardon the way i treat you
Tell me bout your scar, did your momma beat you nah man
Fuck the mystery duke tell me your history
You're pissin me off
Plus the time keep on clippin see
Chorus：
I need a doctor to give me some therapy
I need a doctor to check my, my brain
Verse two： rock, ruck
As i think back, to the nineties
That's when life got extra grimy
Multiplied with a fleet behind me
Wasn't smart to try me, physical fam gave less than a
Which added on to eighties anger tearing through my inner
(now we're gettin somewhere, yah) it's all becoming clear
I always feared i have to play the rear til i was outta here
That's when i flipped out and became a plane
That transform into a robot rokk da kids was his name
(one of them decep niggaz) yup takin dope clothes and then some
I bend some (did you have any legal source of income？)
I said farewell to welfare crazy long ago
They want you to work for them peanuts now
Man you need a shrink if you think i'ma go (huh)
Then any thoughts and hopes of rehabilitation
Were chilled when i lost my nigga phil it's been downhill
Ever since, and ain't nobody helpin me
So i came to you, the doctor killpatients for therapy
Chorus
Verse three： ruck
Bust the prognosis, better yet duke have a dosage
Of prescribed poetry that people perceive as potent
I've been goin through your file and i found a conclusion
That you destined to be the best in this world of confusion
You lose when you fall victim to evil ways
I know crime pays but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of these and if you have a problem at all
I'm on call twenty-four hours to brawl, word is bond
Chorus
This is my number, yaknowhati'msayin
4-9-5-nevermind-nevermind
Chorus
But you that undisputed, and now you theraputic
Bootcampian champion
Chorus
The undisputed, with theraputic
Bootcampian champion, r-o-c, therapy
Chorus： ＊until fades＊
8.Place To Be
duke
Chorus：
Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe
Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe
Buenos dias
You know me as
Ruck-l numero uno
Popey chuno stickin dick to yo chick coolo
Hard to kill like the white boy had to snatch a mc off the rap
back
For the simple fact he's wack so what's the deal？
I feel you can't step to sean
Wiggin out on bitch ass nigga's since decepticons (transform!)
The plan's on but i wish mary j. blidge remind me
Take my hoodie off nigga i can't see behind me
Why these guys chose to defy laws
Of the most high most guys get they shit wrapped in gauze
Place to be is on my side
Motherfuck ya pride, lay undercover from big ruck
If ya monkey ass wanna survive
Yo and if you think that's hectic it gets worse when rock's up
in it
So somebody tell the fat lady she's up in five minutes
Shit is almost finished right after i take care of witnesses
Roamin the primises not mindin they businesses
And bitches up in yo melon tellin you to jet
You know if you stay
I might give you some chest pains like cigarretes
Bet ya bottom dollar don't move or swaller
You not promised tommorow but i promise you i'll make ya holler
Pop you coller
Bone stone's the way that i stalk in my zone
You can roam just don't get caught
Place to be is on my side duke
Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe
Nigga
Chorus 1.5x
(both laughing)
tank
Pussy
That still got the little kid in 'em you know
Some true warriors in here
(chorus fades out)
9.Soldiers Gone Psyco
10.The Square(Triple R)
Oooh... astonishing!
Uh-ha! what do we have here？
Caught up in the center
(we equal emcee squared)
The square, every corner locked down
Four corners, take position, four soldiers
Every where ya turn there's one, boy
We be triple r rated, but we form a square
(we equal emcce squared)
Ruck and rock, representativz, ya worst nightmare
(we equal emcee squared)
Yo, when push came to shove, then i pushed and shoved
(we equal emcee squared)
Slugs in that nigga's mouth, when he show us no love
(we equal emcee squared)
Check it, styles surrounds to pound emcee's
Testin we, gets grooved in three
As in the triple r, my troups get biz by far
Supreme steams through ya team and leaves scars
We formed the square, now there's nowhere to turn to
Burn through crews wit troups that's nocturnal
Writin my journal, my first mission
Shittin on these faggot emcees, this industry's in submission
Yo, who's the square there squared wit the back bender？
I beat blood out of ya number one contender
The representativz are, sent to ya drama
While i sneak up behind ya to put space in ya back like a comma
Time to battle, escape？ how？ trapped in four corners
Plus the walls or closin in on ya
Like that karate instructor in that bart simpson commercial
I hurt ya, by droppin bombs, god's universal
Niggaz be actin sweet like ladies and if they try and play me
Lidu rock will come through at wet ya block like the navy
Display mine, on point, god, the square keep
Label me as the nigga that smoked the grym reaper
Undercover like a campian wearin sneakers
Great ya wit a boot to ya face, then see ya
Off out on the range, beware of my terrain
Four levels of pain, you got caught, so who's to blame？
Man the battle station, as i plan to rattle a nation
Rock, lidu rock and supreme, the team you be facin
My mind's place in, between a rock and a hard place
But the god's safe, rocks my man in the heart place and y'all
gay
We triple r, cripple y'all, get ya crutches
Sparsky and dutch is, rockin mad domes, causin ruckus
Who give a fuck if ya nice, ya get mangled and mashed
Like dope fiends dyin off a ten, goin hash
We be triple r rated, but we form a square
Tranform like decept's into a cubic shape and dare
Anyone to test this, i done roll wit the best fish
That sam wit the sharks, against crews that mad me restless
I bet this, here energy, you'll blow the vencinity
And blast motha fuckas who approach me like the enemy
I'm simply holdin my angle down, jack
So if ya self-defence is war, then i suggest you attack
Aiyyo, we equal emcee squared, dare tempt me
Empty shells, now ya layin where playas and pimps be
On microphones wit hyper tones
That's when i swipe ya bones wit knife and chromes
See, i'm r rated, pa' hated when i made it
In ya rap game, cuz ya plane's been invaded
I laced it like sneakers and funny cigarettes
Niggaz get wet from flows they ass couldn't figure yet
Make way for the bum rush, niggaz get touched
Ya think ya tough, bring in the drama, if ya crew's rough
What？ for motha fucks up in ya visual
Deliver blows to foes in my peripheral
My ill subliminal attack pety individuals
Tired of cliches, these days who come original？
Like criminals, and you get bust and such
Test my triple r rated and get crushed to dust
Yo, we blew through the door, i said it before
You asked for it, who want beef？ while here's war!
We two emcee's squared, equal four rated triple r
Leave you pretty boy playas scared, trapped in cars
When will you pirahnas learn？
Bitin my shit, larry, you fish burn
Here in the square, where you runnin, g？
You rather be trapped in a lion's den wit pork chop draws, then
front on me
Make way...
＊various indistinct talk＊
11.Dr. Wiggy
Pull up on the double
these boys want trouble
they call me Flintstone and my homies barn ruble,
rebel, nebel chasin'
through the ghetto break
these motha fuckers of wit just one devil medal bracelets
facin' or sum' conceration aim for da dome gotta
keep my concentration since elementary it
was destin' for me to see da penitentiary late
Friday or was it early Saturday
I hit'em with the shine that I bought from that
academy momas mommas out ta play wid da niggas
from da gudda where ya at wth these kinda
people wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy.
12.Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka
flah leflour eshkoshka
＊ originally appeared as the extended version of leflah on fab
5's blah 12'
Intro：
Yes
The name of this shit here is
Leflour leflah eshkoshka
The fab 5
Chorus： rock
Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)
O.g.c., heltah skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)
Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all (west y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (chest y'all)
Verse one： strang, rock, louisville
Ay curumba strang gun clappa number
One on tha set man i cut ya like lumber
Still play the back in my thundergear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder where
I come from, cuz motherfuck dapper dan
I'm a gun clappa fan plus i run rappers stand
Fab 5, mad live blow up the spot
Dru ha gets the paper black moon still gets the props
Eh yo next to snap a neck be big r-o-c-k
Send mc's to me in squads of three say
Rockness monsta, is he for real？ it can't be
See him in action as he transform that man's me
Enemies ain't kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
Knots get blown like cordless slots and payphones
Phone home or return like jedi
I bet i can without lai give yo' stupid ass a red eye
Me nah like
Niggaz who cant see pass a likkle bit of light
You come tess the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you sleep
Eternally restin in peace you felt relief
Now big up to all my true headz in the east
Stalkin the block not leavin the house without they gat
You best ta believe that fab 5 got my back
(got my back) it's like dat
Verse two： ruck, louisville
I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the nigga ruckest bash shit like cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs i be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be shittin off the words i be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
But i told you, bitch niggaz that headz aint ready
Now i mold you, back to the bitch that you are
Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred
Guess who, punk chump, your brain jus blew
It's the originoo gun clappa two
Rushin through, three on three you can't see we
Cuz we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight
So sneak in where a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so i took em out for a dance
Bigga triggas fallin down
Like the bridges of london, but ain't too many niggaz runnin
Chorus
Verse three： rock --＞ louisville in 's
Aiyyo why oh why did i need cappucino
Scar on my face but i'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and dutch we bring mo'
Drama than what？ (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and damn sure ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit more boop than betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the tree now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a blender)
Then i dish off from a shooting guard to a center
Like rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter
(o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission from backup) yeah
(baseball bats attack like jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is passed now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before this nigga let go)
He said go what you do grew screwed i blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true cuz they doo-doo
Verse four： ruck, strang --＞ top dawg in 's
Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin no more
I've evidence on your click so y'all niggaz hit the floor
With that mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water
Now i just oughta send a piece to your headquarters
To take away your stripe, you fucked up tonight
You don't do right you're gwan get dead to spite
Our click foundation stays thick through the war
I'm keepin my eye out for infiltrators at the door
It's a shame how these mc's are wannabees
Front on these and get hung up like dungarees (please)
Ease off selecta strangle wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector
(so what you gonna do when you stuck at thirty-two)
(degrees please, get off yo knees and follow these)
(now swallow these, buckshots from the rifle)
(then i will make niggaz beat it and scream just like michael)
So how many corny mc's gwan try
When strang sets shit off like the 4th of july
(nobody) why？ (cuz everybody gets bodies my brother)
(i smother a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber)
Step to tha stage set the microphone on fire
Yo desires, they call me siah cuz i'm flyer
Live like wires, beast from the east who is he
When i roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy
Chorus 2x
13.Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka
＊ originally appeared as the extended version of leflah on fab
5's blah 12'
Intro：
Yes
The name of this shit here is
Leflour leflah eshkoshka
The fab 5
Chorus： rock
Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)
O.g.c., heltah skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)
Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all (west y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (chest y'all)
Verse one： strang, rock, louisville
Ay curumba strang gun clappa number
One on tha set man i cut ya like lumber
Still play the back in my thundergear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder where
I come from, cuz motherfuck dapper dan
I'm a gun clappa fan plus i run rappers stand
Fab 5, mad live blow up the spot
Dru ha gets the paper black moon still gets the props
Eh yo next to snap a neck be big r-o-c-k
Send mc's to me in squads of three say
Rockness monsta, is he for real？ it can't be
See him in action as he transform that man's me
Enemies ain't kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
Knots get blown like cordless slots and payphones
Phone home or return like jedi
I bet i can without lai give yo' stupid ass a red eye
Me nah like
Niggaz who cant see pass a likkle bit of light
You come tess the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you sleep
Eternally restin in peace you felt relief
Now big up to all my true headz in the east
Stalkin the block not leavin the house without they gat
You best ta believe that fab 5 got my back
(got my back) it's like dat
Verse two： ruck, louisville
I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the nigga ruckest bash shit like cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs i be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be shittin off the words i be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
But i told you, bitch niggaz that headz aint ready
Now i mold you, back to the bitch that you are
Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred
Guess who, punk chump, your brain jus blew
It's the originoo gun clappa two
Rushin through, three on three you can't see we
Cuz we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight
So sneak in where a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so i took em out for a dance
Bigga triggas fallin down
Like the bridges of london, but ain't too many niggaz runnin
Chorus
Verse three： rock --＞ louisville in 's
Aiyyo why oh why did i need cappucino
Scar on my face but i'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and dutch we bring mo'
Drama than what？ (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and damn sure ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit more boop than betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the tree now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a blender)
Then i dish off from a shooting guard to a center
Like rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter
(o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission from backup) yeah
(baseball bats attack like jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is passed now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before this nigga let go)
He said go what you do grew screwed i blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true cuz they doo-doo
Verse four： ruck, strang --＞ top dawg in 's
Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin no more
I've evidence on your click so y'all niggaz hit the floor
With that mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water
Now i just oughta send a piece to your headquarters
To take away your stripe, you fucked up tonight
You don't do right you're gwan get dead to spite
Our click foundation stays thick through the war
I'm keepin my eye out for infiltrators at the door
It's a shame how these mc's are wannabees
Front on these and get hung up like dungarees (please)
Ease off selecta strangle wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector
(so what you gonna do when you stuck at thirty-two)
(degrees please, get off yo knees and follow these)
(now swallow these, buckshots from the rifle)
(then i will make niggaz beat it and scream just like michael)
So how many corny mc's gwan try
When strang sets shit off like the 4th of july
(nobody) why？ (cuz everybody gets bodies my brother)
(i smother a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber)
Step to tha stage set the microphone on fire
Yo desires, they call me siah cuz i'm flyer
Live like wires, beast from the east who is he
When i roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy
Chorus 2x
14.Prowl
Who we be？
We be the b double o - t - c - a -m - p ( x3 )
I'm caught up in a zone of my own, i rome
Run my fingers through my hair and give air to my stoned dome
And analyse, who to tear through, i dare you
Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof
Who's he？ stalking the streets when there's no life
Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we's in flight
But it don't glow like, wack, the glow's phat
And it be the only glow that lemme know where a true warrior be
at
Ogc, gunn clappa, number 2
Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew
Back, smack, a few of you till your ears ring
Duke i smack 'em with the bat. why？
So my hands don't sting
I bring rec in this game, and don't shit change
I inflicts pain like a stressed brain having a migraine
Heads talk trash, walk in paths like anorexic
Patients, laced up, overdosed in the exits
And see, hears, these dumb, blind rappers
Who don't know the meaning of the originoo gunn clappaz
Many phrases, many ways you can explain this
Put on some rough, tough shit, huh, i'll make you famous
So, step don't stare, dare cross this path beware
Representativz and foul play out the rear (out the rear)
Chorus：
We see in the dark like an owl
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Out to eliminate those who live foul
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Creep stalking, we, coughing,
Burgling, make me wonder why i'm not sleep walking
Peeps talking, i hear 'em as i walk by, but they all die
I'm fortified with the 45
Fuck it! let me proceed with the mission
No need for intermission, i need trees in my system
Cut down through mart, then i head for brisk in park
With my p 'n' c, for some yard to spark
No need to get hyper, i see, c, cypher
Power on the corner fucking with my niggers, every hour
I devour, niggers who wanna test me and defy me
It might be giuliani or the illuminati
But i be, writing plans of attack in my journal
So, ruck, rock, ville sluggah remains nocturnal
Seeing through sheisty shit, shining like i'm solar
Penetrate through darkness bounce like i'm sonar
Chorus：
We been found less an organised ways to buckwild
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Spread the word, 29 million square miles
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
One clik, stomping on the path, that's so hard
Ain't no smiling, we up against the odds like phil collins
Meanwhile, i still be wilding, but only smarter (what？)
Peep me the irrational and the quiet riot starter
Pardon this, i see you're not the sharpest pencil in the box
No where near a match, you get smashed by a rock
I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker
And you wonder why i hate ya
A snake'll get snatched by his tail, slammed on his head
Give me some panda thread (？？) the cobra command the dead
Ban the red
W - hypen b - u recognise! heltah skeltah digs them and not you
Outro：
Damn, ？？ trials
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
We live nocturnal in the ninety-now
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
In the concretes streets of bucktown
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
Don't let your name show up next on my foul (file)
Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl
15.Grate Unknown
16.Operation Lockdown
Intro：
Ruck and rock, taking you up a notch higher
I mean, it was cool aht first yunno
Jus yunno, rapping about nuhthing
Buht then like whut happened wuz
make sense
here'
Verse one： rock, ruck
It went down like this, one little nigga snuck through the door
Peeped the scene, sniped a few, then crept through with two more
Heads were gettin nervous, that's three now they wanna break
north
Too late -- five more tore the door straight the fuck off
It's on now; gettin down in the trenches
Eight soldiers gettin in mo' ass than splinters on raggedy
benches
Since it's war, ain't shit sweet this clique
Disperse and then they transform to chess pieces
On fake grounds never spare clowns
Ruck and rock be the rooks hold the square down
Are you prepared now i tear down, any opponent who similies
Styles buckwild meanwhile your ass i obliterate
Demonstrate, tactics you need practice
First of all your monkey-ass rhyme like you're backwards
I should smash kids, when they try to get beyond
Limits, timid, but they could never get with sean (say word)
Dat's word, sean don't give a
Whatevah then they got niggaz who're snakes that slither
(hisssss)
And if ya, wanna come test the inflixter
I got your name number address plus your picture
Chorus：
This is the b.c.c., n double d
In the ninety-now we lock it down
This is the b.c.c., n double d
In the ninety-now we lock it down
Verse two： ruck, rock
Peep my words, yes my heavenly words, word
That get niggaz locked up in seventy-third
Prefer to chill, but the sun can't do that
Due to my temperature tempted to bring it where your crew's at
You lack with the skills that it takes to make
Ends meet cause it seems that your ass is weak
My occupation's, operation, lockdown
On your radio station whoever got the hot sound
Who wan tess y'all？
Mr. mall-doo, a.k.a. rock-ness y'all
Guard your chest y'all
Nothing can protect y'all
From buckshot on down to the rest y'all
We runnin through your set y'all
Fuck the rest y'all, we be the best y'all
Yesh yesh y'all
I crack backs north south east and west y'all
We know fresh y'all
I did do i guess y'all
I didn't say i doesn't indeed sex i never measure
Ready to wet y'all
Place your bottom dollar bets y'all
Chest will become messed bored if you flex y'all
Nevertheless y'all
We out to save the ship before it's dead y'all
Lock it down with the full court press y'all
Chorus： 2x
Ha ha ha haaa
This is the year, the ninety now
On with the flows, conversations over beats
Do not touch microphones
I repeat, do not touch microphones
This concludes our exodus eight men are moving in the ninety now
Very hazardous to your health and that's my b.c.c. show you how
You can get with the shit that we got
Heltah skeltah the rook the rook the ruck the rock man
We keep shit locked down
Chorus 2x
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