Yeah, one for the treble

Two for the bass

Welcome to the great incredible paper chase

Keep your boots laced if you want to keep pace Oh no

Niggas ain't scared to hustle

It's been seven days, the same clothes

Ask them originals cause they know

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe

Step away from the mic they too cold

The funk might fracture your nose Say my name, say my name

Observe how I stake my claim

I independently laid down and played my game

My own two raise my flame

'Cause dick ridin' ain't my thing

I earned what they said I wouldn't

I got it the way they said I couldn't

But now I'm gettin' it and their whole grill is crooked

Mad cause I'm getting caked out from my bookings

When ya'll was askin' permission I just stepped up and took it

What!? The kid's better buy my rookie card now

'Cause after this year the price ain't comin' down

And if you got a joint bubbling then get money now

'Cause in a minute there's gonna be some real trouble coming out

Just a warning, as usual some cats won't heed it

The hard headed always gotta feel it to believe it

It's a shame that jealous gays is too short to see it

But when their face hit the cement, they nod in agreement

We could play nice and decent

Or dirty like the 7-1 precinct

Call it a day or make it a long evening

You keep on scheming, making me some more reasons

To have the women in your mama's church screamin' "Lord Jesus!"

Harder than ya'll cause I'm smarter than ya'll

I know that deep down it's got to be bothering ya'll

Pay attention, watch fly gon' get larger than ya'll

Put your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it all

The mathematic problem for y'all, it just get harder to solve

Every day that the saga evolve

The do or die stay rumbling and bumbling hard

And when we move, we ain't got no discussion at all

East coast on your neck and you ain't shrugging it off

Try to bullyfoot and end up stumbling off

I'm Daddy Brooklyn, y'all niggas are the sons of New York

Getting spanked when there's too much trouble to talk

Respect mine Oh no

Look at who they let in the back door

From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know

We rock from the east to west coast

Queens salute (they know)

Step away from the mic they too cold

The funk might fracture your nose Very contagious raps should be trapped in cages

Through stages and wackness, foul rats is blazin'

And it amazes me how you claim thug,

But go two ways without Skytell pagers

I'm intellectual, pass more essays

Than motorcade police parades through East L.A.

More beef then deli's

Thus what I vent is just, what you lust to vent is irrel'

Halleluja, Pharoahe marching through ya

Maintain the same frame of mind school ya

Get the picture, sit ya, seat ya, greet ya with scriptures

I'ma quit the rip ya reach ya

Pharoahe and Mos is verbal osmosis

Coast to coast, we boast to be the most explosive here

Ferocious, the lyrical prognosis

The dose is just leaving you mentally unfocused here

Emcee's just come on 'round

You're the next contestants on "catch a beat down"

Don't be hesitant sound cracks to sediment

It's evident we're medicine for your whole town

Sky's the limit, game's definite when I'm in it

All window's is tinted, how you seeing me when I'm in it

Rap, we got it on lock man, stop that

Put that mic back down, boy, drop that

Pharoahe's slows blows shows like afros

We hate ya'll though

That's why Nate Dogg goes Oh no

Niggas ain't scared to hustle

It's been seven days the same clothes

Ask them originals cause they know

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe

Step away from the mic they too cold

The funk might fracture your nose Oh no

Niggas ain't scared to hustle

It's been seven days the same clothes

Ask them originals cause they know

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe

Step away from the mic they too cold

The funk might fracture your nose Oh no

Look at who they let in the back door

From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know

We rock from the east to west coast

Queens salute (they know)

Step away from the mic they too cold

The funk might fracture your nose