[Intro: Pacewon]
Yo, yo, yo yo yo, Outsidaz
Yo, Brick Mob, Pacewon
PPP packs, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Pacewon]
I'll be like give me that uh (Uh, uh), stop the talkin'
Pace'll kick raps till I make a fortune (Fortune)
Sound eerie like an organ
Pace'll kick raps till I make a fortune
Good like raw weed, got a 12 gauge pump
We're coached in the football team, Pace Won
Me grow weed, it's like Chinese farmers
Twins [?] the hand like Siamese toddlers
Vampires bite this tightness
I'll be wildin' on n***as that's soft like tits
Like to squeeze 'em, make your boy dance
Pace'll keep you warm like corduroy pants

[Verse 2: Roz]
Yo, my crew cause melees
Swellin' the MC's, blowin' up like Israelis
Burn trees on the daily
Ready for war, on Deck like the Inspector
And bet yours I won't slip even on wet floors
Reebok vandal, damsel with the pearl handle
Heard PPP, suddenly your show cancelled
Ruckus bringer, uppin' my middle finger
Puffin' dimes, stackin' my cheddar like Jenga
I'm risky business, it's R-O-Z to the finish
'97, makin' wack bitches diminish
[Verse 3: Govmatic]
Before I let off, I might just cough like cess tickle
Those who act fickle can get my testicles
I cripple like cancer, move and slick like dancers
In battles, I spot you 10 points like Black Panthers
My anthem in rap, I'll leave a tantrum to the brat
I'll leave you laid out flat with sticky hickeys on your back, black
I'm new and improved like detergent, tighter than dead virgins
I'm workin' on your last nerves on purpose
Speak your peace, so I can break it down to pieces
And move through streets, floatin', usin' weed-telekinesis
Geezers show me love like I'm Jesus
I stay drunk off cool breeze and spit on more n***as like flu seasons
A-yo, ay heated man, a-yo I heard that he's a friend of...
Yo fuck them n***as I get in they ass like an enema then I'm a
Come with my tribe, Outsidaz, Brick Mob
PPP, Def Squad, niggettes daughters that slaughter
N***as ain't ready for this conglomerate takeover
You fakers too late for your Ricky Lake makeover
We bomb first, my rhyme bursts like Niccolò Machiavelli
So you can get my message my n***a like Mel Melle

[Interlude: Redman/Dr. Trevis]
And now, what you've been waitin' for?
Straight outta the bricks, Newark New Jersey
The rugged underground, Newark terror
Runt Dawg
[Verse 5: Runt Dawg]
Brothas on my jock 'cause I hold my .9 sideways
I get biz when I'm live on stage like Roxanne Shanté
Get the nuts like squirrels do
I bust nuts that fuck up sheets like Jhery curls do
I chill out like Chuck with two nice spliffs
I'm cool like Chip with June out with two ice picks
Make a hard n***as follow Jesus
My gat leave your ass with patches like sneakers

[Verse 6: Redman]
Hol up hol up hol up
Do chin chin ups and clippin', gettin' swole up
I'm slicker than Manzola
When it comes to rippin' tracks I blast like 6000 maniacs then throw up
Broke up particles from the blocks that I sowed up
Your crew smoke dust, I got the rush for you to roll up
It'll leave your brains hangin' for another year and 4 months
I woke up next to this honey bitch that I stroked up
She said she was on Oprah for being too coked up
Roll the dutch while I shift with the ruck, ducks
Cover up's swore my turn headed clutch
Plus when I die I want one in my mouth burnin'
With my dick out while KRS-One preachin' the servant

[Verse 7: Young Zee]
No brain, put work in, on the posse for fun
For any bitch n***a that's too scared to shoot me the one
I'll be in a car crash, be in a cast and have amnesia
Still eat your clique, just let my n***as hold me up
(Ahaha yeah) You make me laugh like hyenas or a high Beavis
I'll fuck your divas on the bleaches
N***as can try till they break they bones
Zee-xcalibur come and pull a mic outta the stone
Your shit corny and Mnemonic like Johnny
Your whole clique rockin' but you n***as rewind me
I smoke reefer man, my cousin fucked Moesha
We bought a fake .45 and hold your street up
Drive forklifts on any n***a that talk shit
You weren't watchin' my colleague get ate like chocolates
[Verse 8: Govna Matic]
Yeah, hold this like nucleus, scooby n***as is borin'
I got the Funk like Doobiest plus I'm shittin' on 'em
Punk, my funk cause nose bleeds off O-E
Your whole team is played out like two tone jeans
You get wetted in my section
I spit in your face like Arabics at 7'11
Now let me light this Philly for Giz
And spin my revolvers around my trigger fingers
Like Billy The Kid, yeah