Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills Sipping pints of ale out the window sill When I get my fill I'm chilly chill Now I just got home because I'm out on bail What's the time? it's time to buy ale Peter eater parking meter all of the time If I run out of ale it's Thunderbird wine Miller drinking chicken eating dress so fly I got friends in high places that are keeping me high Get down with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle Hold it now - hit it! M.C. Adam Yauch in the place to be And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D. I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney For real, not phony "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day Well I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A. Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising I'm never ever losing I'm in my car I'm going far and dust is what I'm using Around the way is where I'm from And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that ju-ice My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis (chorus) Hip-hop, body rockin' doing the do Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps My name's Mike D. and I write my own snaps I'm a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don't go to work You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're wet behind the ears You like men - and we like beer. (chorus) King of the Ad with the Def female You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale Kid cooling at the crib watching my TV Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed Pump it up homeboy just don't stop Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot I take no slack cause I got the knack And I'm never dusting out cause I torch that crack The King Adrock that is my name And you're drinking Moet we got the champagne A quarter dropping going shopping buying wigs Surgeon general cut professor D.J. Thigs (chorus)

You Can't, You Won't And You Don't StopX3 Mike D Come On And Rock The Sure Shot I've Got The Brand New Doo-Doo Guaranteed Like Yoo Hoo I'm On Like Dr John, Yea Mr Zu Zu I'm A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey Well, It's The Taking Fo Pelham, One, Two, Three If You Want A Doodoo Rhyme Then Come See Me I've Got The Savior Faire With The Unique Rhyme And I Keep It On And On, It's Never Quitting Time And Strictly Hand Held Is The Style I Go Never Rock The Mice With The Panty Hose I Strap On My Ear Goggles And I'm Ready To Go 'Couse At The Boards Is The Man They Call The Mario Pull Up At The Function And You Know I Kojak To All The Party People That Are On My Bozak I've Got More Action Than My Man John Woo And I've Got Mad Hits Like I Was Rod Carew You Can't, You Won't And You Don't StopX3 Ad Rock Come And Rock The Sure Shot Hurricane Will Cross Fade On Your Ass And Bust Your Ear Drums Listen Everybody 'Couse I'm Shifting Gears I'm Fresh Like Dougie When I Set My Specs And On The Microphone I Come Correct Timing Like A Clock When I Rock The Hip Hop Top Notch Is My Stock On The Soap Box I've Got More Rhymes Than I'v Got Grey Hairs And That's Alot Because I've Got My Share I've Got A Hole In My Head And There's No One To Fix It Got To Straighten My Thoughts, I'm Thinking Too Much Sick Shit Everyone Just Takes and Takes, Takes, Takes, Takes I've Got To Step Back, I've Got To Contemplate I'm Like Lee Perry, I'm Very On Rock The Microphone And Then I'm Gone I'm Like Vaughn bode, I'm a Cheech Wizard Never Quitting, So Won't You Listen Oh Yes Indeed, It's Fun Time 'Cause You Can't, You Won't And You Don't StopX3 MCA Come And Rock The Sure Shot I Want To Say a Little Something That's Long Overdue The Disrespect To Women Has Got To Be Through To All The Mothers And Sisters And The Wives And Friends I Want To Offer My Love And Respect To The End Well You Say I'm Twenty Something And I Shouldn't Be Slacking But I'm Working Harder Than Ever And You Could Call It Macking So I'm Supposed To Sit Upon My Couch Watching My T.V. I'm Still Iistening To Wax, I'm Not Using The CD I'm That Kid In The Corner All Fucked Up And I Wanna So I'm Gonna Take A Piece Of The Pie, Why Not, I'm Not Quitting Think I'm Gonna Change Up My Style Just To Fit In? I Keep My Underwear Up With A Piece Of Elastic I Use A Bullshit Mic That's Made Out Of Plastic To Send My Rhymes Out To All Nations Like Ma Bell, I've Got The Ill Communications (Chorus)

Brothers out there with sisters, peep it Years and years you try to keep her a secret Said she's your cousin that came for a visit Your puttin' me on, is this true, now who is it Called your crib, got a click & dial tone You said it was the maid that hung up the phone Caught her on the streets, so we took the risk Guess what, we found out she was your sis Now we're not Tom, Dick, Harry, or Roy Let us crack the freak, because we're your boys Tonight we're dropin by cause your parents left The Beastie Boys gonna' let you know Your sister's def Your sister's def She's so hook, is she, how can it be Don't lie, she's not in your family Cause if you didn't know, people spread the word Your a square sucker whimp, yes your a nerd To be down, there's one thing you'll discover Your sister must be a pledged Beastie lover So don't get sick, she was our pick I hope her tongue is long, we like to be licked You'll see it's not hard, it's naughty nice You gotta pay us dues, and she's the price Don't start to think about the word disgust Your sisters gotta hang, and that's a must It's plain and simple, it ain't no thing She's real def, let us give her a ring So we conclude, this is your best move Well come, the Beastie Boys approve Your sister's def This week we all will meet Right now the party season will reach its peek Juice all around town, we're on the guest lists We'll bring three tricks, you bring your sis Pay attention real close, we just begun Trick number one is to grab her buns We'll loose control, but we'll keep it clean She better not wear a dress, wear the blue jeans New or faded, we want 'em tight Take the pockets off so we can grip it right Stand in front, we wanna see what we like If the room's too dark, you bring a flashlight Two is do the do, for the whole crew A dead give away cause we're givin her clues She better be ready to play the wall Cause it's all for one, and one for all No matter who's first, lets start the show There are no rules, go for what you know We won't slack up, won't let her rest Our pride is on the line, to see who's best Now that you've heard thoughts quite absurd Convince your sis, put in a good word Your sister's def At last an erotic feast We're slaying your sister like a horny beast So don't get mad, don't be upset It's now her time to be a Beastie pet As you can see most definitely Is trick number three, pure fantasy Now we're your friend, and your her brother But your sisters so def we might scheme on your mother We can't ignore now that we saw She's def so we wanna be your in-law We're havin fun, yo we ain't done The Beastie Boys has just begun Because your sister's def Your sister's def Took a walk around the crack of dawn I noticed her bedroom light was on Her shadow moved over as the lights went lower I crept to the window to see a little closer Said to myself, I got it made The window was open, so was the shade Came in real neat, she was in heat Your sister gave a class A peach-o treat Her clothes got thinner, I showed her my winner Beastie beef is now served for dinner Your sister's def Later on I came around the way But sis MCA said he got some play There had to be a reason for the news I learned Time to get on it cause it's Mike D.'s turn Nobody was home, I didn't see the car She took me downstairs and we crashed the bar We was chillin in the basement, drinkin' Red Ripple After a while my head between pink nipples Grabbin at your sis cause I can't resist I start to dive, pummel her rumble fish When I got through, next thing she knew On her thighs was a beastie tattoo Your sister's def That's it, AdRock is pissed If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit You can bet if she gets wet The King AdRock will make her sweat I throw her down, then take her underwear Then search 'em so I can eat the pubic hairs Even in her dream scene, she starts to scream It's the AdRock inches, and you know what I mean We had her in the week, your sisters cheap The Beastie Boys just made a clean sweep Your sister's def

Brothers out there with sisters, peep it Years and years you try to keep her a secret Said she's your cousin that came for a visit Your puttin' me on, is this true, now who is it Called your crib, got a click & dial tone You said it was the maid that hung up the phone Caught her on the streets, so we took the risk Guess what, we found out she was your sis Now we're not Tom, Dick, Harry, or Roy Let us crack the freak, because we're your boys Tonight we're dropin by cause your parents left The Beastie Boys gonna' let you know Your sister's def Your sister's def She's so hook, is she, how can it be Don't lie, she's not in your family Cause if you didn't know, people spread the word Your a square sucker whimp, yes your a nerd To be down, there's one thing you'll discover Your sister must be a pledged Beastie lover So don't get sick, she was our pick I hope her tongue is long, we like to be licked You'll see it's not hard, it's naughty nice You gotta pay us dues, and she's the price Don't start to think about the word disgust Your sisters gotta hang, and that's a must It's plain and simple, it ain't no thing She's real def, let us give her a ring So we conclude, this is your best move Well come, the Beastie Boys approve Your sister's def This week we all will meet Right now the party season will reach its peek Juice all around town, we're on the guest lists We'll bring three tricks, you bring your sis Pay attention real close, we just begun Trick number one is to grab her buns We'll loose control, but we'll keep it clean She better not wear a dress, wear the blue jeans New or faded, we want 'em tight Take the pockets off so we can grip it right Stand in front, we wanna see what we like If the room's too dark, you bring a flashlight Two is do the do, for the whole crew A dead give away cause we're givin her clues She better be ready to play the wall Cause it's all for one, and one for all No matter who's first, lets start the show There are no rules, go for what you know We won't slack up, won't let her rest Our pride is on the line, to see who's best Now that you've heard thoughts quite absurd Convince your sis, put in a good word Your sister's def At last an erotic feast We're slaying your sister like a horny beast So don't get mad, don't be upset It's now her time to be a Beastie pet As you can see most definitely Is trick number three, pure fantasy Now we're your friend, and your her brother But your sisters so def we might scheme on your mother We can't ignore now that we saw She's def so we wanna be your in-law We're havin fun, yo we ain't done The Beastie Boys has just begun Because your sister's def Your sister's def Took a walk around the crack of dawn I noticed her bedroom light was on Her shadow moved over as the lights went lower I crept to the window to see a little closer Said to myself, I got it made The window was open, so was the shade Came in real neat, she was in heat Your sister gave a class A peach-o treat Her clothes got thinner, I showed her my winner Beastie beef is now served for dinner Your sister's def Later on I came around the way But sis MCA said he got some play There had to be a reason for the news I learned Time to get on it cause it's Mike D.'s turn Nobody was home, I didn't see the car She took me downstairs and we crashed the bar We was chillin in the basement, drinkin' Red Ripple After a while my head between pink nipples Grabbin at your sis cause I can't resist I start to dive, pummel her rumble fish When I got through, next thing she knew On her thighs was a beastie tattoo Your sister's def That's it, AdRock is pissed If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit You can bet if she gets wet The King AdRock will make her sweat I throw her down, then take her underwear Then search 'em so I can eat the pubic hairs Even in her dream scene, she starts to scream It's the AdRock inches, and you know what I mean We had her in the week, your sisters cheap The Beastie Boys just made a clean sweep Your sister's def

Aiyyo, you betta flee hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like reeboks And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out I got the wild style, always been a foul child My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin Front and get half the bones in your body broken And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie I got girls that make that chick toni braxton look like whoopie I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six Step to this you're good as gone, word is bond I leave mics torn when I put it on [kid capri] So put it on big l, put it on C'mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn C'mon put it on big l, put it on C'mon put it on represent put it on, c'mon! [big l] Nobody can take nuttin from big l but a loss chief The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth I'm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie Got more cash than gotti (you don't know? ) you betta ask somebody Big l is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother I push a slick benz, I'm known to hit skinz And get endz and commit sins with sick friends Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter You think you nice as me? ha ha, youse a funny nigga I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to miss I'm leavin competitors pissed To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this I'm catchin wreck to the break of dawn And it's on, yo it's a must that I put it on [kid capri] Yeah, so put it on big l, put it on C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Put it on big l, put it on represent Put it on, c'mon put it on.. [* unknown patois chatta - best guess *] Some boys see me gun nozzle and take a we fi joke Boy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke See me gun nozzle and take me fi joke You gwan dead, from army you provoked [big l] I drink moet not beck's beer, I stay dressed in slick gear Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there And it's a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to palm beach I'm puttin rappers in the wheelchair, big l is the villain You still fear, cause I be hangin it hard and my shit is for real here If you battle l you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread, you can't kill me I was born dead And I'm known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs My rap's steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon It's a new sherriff in town, and it ain't reggie hammond Peace to my peoples, the children of the corn Cause we put it on, adios, ghost I'm gone [kid capri] So put it on big l, put it on C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Big l, you gotta put it on and on Put it on big l, put it on and on Word up, knahmsayin? My man big l, runnin things for the nine-four And nine-oh-s, you know what I mean? It's the kid capri, in full flair And we gon' put it on a little somethin like this Big l, c'mon [big l] [kid capri] Lord finesse he be puttin it on My man buckwild he be puttin it on and on My man fat joe he be puttin it on Showbiz and a.g. yeah they be puttin it on and on I can't forget diamond d he be puttin it on The whole d.i.t.c. yeah they be puttin it on and on And of course kid capri yeah I be puttin it on The whole n.y.c. yeah we be puttin it on and on And I'm out *echoes*

Well I'm all in - put it up on the board Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared 1-2-3 down for the count The result of my lyrics - oh yes, no doubt Cold rock rap - 49er supreme Is what I choose and I use - I never lose to a team Cause I can can go solo - like a Tyson bolo Make the fly girls wanna have my photo Run in their room - hang it on the wall In remembrance that I rocked them all Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees You can't rock the kid - so go cut the cheese Take this application of rhymes like these My rap's red hot - 110 degrees So don't start bassin' I'll start placin' Bets on that you'll be disgracing You and your mind from a beatin' from my rhymes A time for a crime that I can't find I'll show you my gun - my Uzi weighs a ton Because I'm Public Enemy number one One (x7) You got no rap - but you want to battle It's like havin' a boat - but you got no paddle Cause I never pause - I say it because I don't break in stores - but I break all laws Written while sittin' - all fittin' not bitten Givin' me the juice that your not gettin' I'm not a law obeyer - so you can tell your mayor I'm a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer I'm the rhyme player - the ozone layer A battle what? Here's a bible start your prayer This word to the wise is justified If they ask you what happened - just admit you lied You just got caught a - for going out of order And now you're servin' football teams their water You messed with the master, word to Chuck And I'll wax cold tax, made sure you got dumped You just got dissed - all but dismissed Sucker duck emcees - you get me pissed It's no fun - being on the run Because they got me - Public Enemy number one One - One - One One - One - One Don't you know, don't you know I got a posse over force to back me up Watch out, we got never the match Ambush attack on my back - doubleteam ya get creamed So we have it so you won't test - Wanna hear it again We got a force - enemy down The L.I. circuit sound Ain't it Chuckie D, myself and KG - Flavor, DJ Melody Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes - that make us groove To make all the ladies swoon But it's also the words from our direction - a goldboy session Kickin' like Bruce Lee's chinese connection On stereo - never ever mine though All wax - yes I'm talkin' about vinyl They said stop freeze I got froze up Because I'm Public Enemy number one One - One - One One - One - One One - One - One

Yo, uh, check me out, yo. Dis iz why I’m hot! I don’t give a fack! Yo, I’ll kick a rap over someone else’s track. I represent South Africa, I put it on the map. South Africa, man I heard that place is fuckin’ whack! When you say South Africa the first things that come to mind, is yup; racism, apartheid, and crime. Fuck a racist, motherfuckas is stuck in ‘89. But the crime’s still wylin, word to my nine! Dis iz why I’m hot! I don’t have a job. I just make up raps them I learn them off by heart. Now I’m blowing up, yes! Why? ‘Cause I rhyme tight. Yo, my flow is hot, just like the guy from Twilight. I can’t believe that Kristen went and had a fling, yo. Now Robert is single, and ready to mingle. I’m hot ‘cause my lingo on the mic is zef, spelled Z to the E to the motherfuckin’ F! Dis iz why I’m hot! Dis iz why I’m hot! Dis iz why, dis iz why, dis iz why I’m hot! Dis iz why I’m hot! Dis iz why I’m hot! Dis iz why, dis iz why, dis iz why I’m hot! I’m hot because I’m zef, you ain’t because you not! Dis iz why, dis iz why, dis iz why I’m hot! I’m hot because I’m zef, you ain’t because you not! Dis iz why, dis iz why, dis iz why I’m hot motherfuckers!

Tie my arm up at night between shows Takin soda tops off of soda pops I used to be up all night in the living room Smokin a lot of weed with the Four Tops Makin collect calls back home to my pops My little brother said, "Keith - you need to stop!" I knew something was wrong When I gave away my VHS and sold a pair of my socks The IRS callin me, gettin on my nerves, I was warned by Redd Foxx My girl, "Keith you seen my diamond rings in the jewelry box?"I don't know; last night you and Chaka Khan was in here sniffin blow I was in the room sweatin thinkin about the rent playin bingo The landlord said the first of the month, we gotta go Packed up my bag and met Darryl Strawberry in the mall I told James Brown stop smokin angel dust in the piss-stall He wanted to go up to the Olive Garden and start a restaurant brawl "Mary J. Blige, my son don't accept them type of phone calls" I can't come out tonight, my Bic lighter don't light I heard you and K-C in the background I'm screamin did the cops come and break up the fight? All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. drugs.. All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. Freebasin eighteen pounds of coke with Marvin Gaye Put that on the table, let's parlay With Smokey Robinson and Bootsy, lightin aluminum foil Watch that crack pipe boil With Richard Pryor we burned the house down gettin higher Don't think I'm bluffin Meet Tommy Lee, Curtis, Keith Richards, Eddie Kingwards and David Ruffin Rick James was in the kitchen lightin the flame And Mousey's trapped with Cuba Gooding Sr I don't want nobody to know my name I kept glasses on it was a damn shame Losin weight, fallin out in big arenas The same guy who used to deal to me Deals to Whitney and Bobby, meet Ike and Tina Every Saturday mansions was packed, "Hey Jimmy you got the smack?" Shut up! You don't know how to act All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. drugs.. All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. Crystal methane.. and heroin and quaaludes.. A relapse, of your mind Angel dust, ecstasy, sniffin coke baby.. Got the best of me-heee-heeeee.. I got rits, withdrawals, my symptoms of pain Rush me to the hosss-pi-tallll.. Oooh, ooh baby Get this monkey off of MY MY MY BACK! And get him off of me Get the monkey off my BACK! Baby! Get the monkey And get the monkey off my back girl...

[Eon] I stalk down the block, grabbin my jock Scratch crotch what I got from my red light stop Dead right Hobbes I write rhymes for a livin Hid my misgivings from my brain was still mssing [Cage] Read and study while my boots muddy So fuckin filthy in Avirex butters look bummy Think out loud, cause I'm allowed, to stage dive in a crowd of cannibals with mustard smeared across my eyebrows [Eon] Now God blessed me with abnormal tendencies and granted clemency for illegal chemistry Ain't worth your weight in molecular structure Out of work like JFK Jr.'s flight instructor [Cage] Went, lookin for exits, and tried to get my head fixed left with a perforated picture of Jimi Hendrix See in these days, Cage is like, 54 ways to get my fuckin money, mega seedless to blaze [Chorus: Smut Peddlers] Sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics! Like sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics! [Cage] I ran up in a wack open mic cafe on stage So many biters I performed in a shark cage in dark shades, during the Central Park raids I walked out with a book of paper and a bag of beige friends, the camera lens hid behind the shoelace Get more upskirts than womens tennis for your face [Eon] I'm fresh out the box like newborns This chicken playing with my monkey now we makin zoo porn Now MC's the Anti-Christ like, Damien thorn Eric the pass go last & feel the scorn old man, illest show man, my moldin With logic equal to fifteen Vulcans [Cage] And I'm soakin, face lookin blank Shoot this little kid up with horse tranq' and send him to the bank with a 'give me the funds' note, clip's missin from the gun If he gets slapped then fuck it all I'll split it with my dunns I shit on crumbs, got a couple thousand sons that all shoulda been wiped off some jugs or cloggin lungs [Eon] Everytime I dabble watch my life unravel Did I miss an exit to the road less traveled? Transmit from the depths of the deepest bassment Through the pavement, up into spaceships Deathstar creator, I orbit track wars My appeal spans Rhodes scholars to slackjaws [Chorus] [Eon] Yo, a Peddler show, include a few heathens From Hoth to Tatooine, you choose the season Dialect for all these crews and legions A walking contradiction like "Jews for Jesus" [Cage] I spit how the earth taste and pass forms out of place Galvanize my face and kill for breathin space Nobody to trace, open the trunk like the case Light the L off of your body and sweeped you in the face [Eon] Yeah I seen old timers became semi-thugs I got more dizzy spells than Reginald Denny does Cranium blower, Shea Stadium goer Hydro cultivator turned uranium grower [Cage] I'm the, smut chancellor, got vagina slippers for the floor Show you and that slut you call wifey hardcore While I burn off the lips, stacked chew evolve from I'm down to shoot pop ducks cause I cancelled their cause done [Chorus] [Cage] In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics! In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics!

That smut! It is what it is That smut! It is what it is That smut! It is what it is That smut! It is what it is [Eon] Yo yo, I'm unrippable like Knicks tickets And if your girl's a little looser you bet E's dick did it I'll lace your crew better than Paragon can Have you soaked worse than the Marathon Man Makin MC's use our fetus to clone us Comin out lookin like Arvydas Sabonis My team's in the bonus, you foul too much Playin on the wall with the scowls and such Man the Owl's a dutch, I done all varieties Cage, Mi, and E's - anti-society Fingers blisterin, still stickerin Under black moonlight, with butane flickerin I'm with my girl but yeah I'm lookin at yours Done 'em all, debutantes to crack whores Bad breath with the stink like shits is y'all belong up in the pink light district [Chorus 2X:] That smut! Wet dreams of G-13 That smut! Money shots and porno plots That smut! Politicians in limousines sniffin That smut! Double D's trapped in baby T's [Cage] Ducks came through, we laid 'em out While you fucks dissect spit from Cage's mouth wanna run a vagrant route, you spacin out With no family to react when your brains is out And when I take this out you know the drill (SCATTER!) This mic is Sid; hip-hop is Nancy after I stab her On stage, you want to go on after? Show you the Art of War and then finish the crowd with the 1st chapter Come and walk through this little doorway Enter the mind of Cage and a horse will shit you out on Broadway The flies won't eat it then feed it to the wallets Peddle Smut like anabolic bmx hydrolix Alex frolics; hangin upside down Ordained til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my face of war paint So if you see me with a little pop jingle Shoot me in the back of the head and feed me to my starvin pitbull [Chorus] [Cage] Cage Kennylz, back to the state with a penal Put you in the mental, locked down with three channels EC Network, the weather station, my favorites Cut your back out, sell it to Avirex Kissed this dope bitch with AIDS and I caught a cold sore Looking for "Sex in the City" and I shit on these four old whores Kick mud off my boots to shake the story loose Actin bigheaded when I smoke with Beetlejuice [Eon] Kids want to fuck with the Peddlers, I can't wait I strafe Diallo's widow, datin the jake You spit some shit, I'll return the sentiment and spit in your face, cause you're not in your element Born to slay them fake mega monsters who couldn't even rhyme if they had teleprompters (Yo E you fucked up) Man you probably right I wipe my ass and shove it in your face like Bobby Knight [Chorus]