[Hook]
 [bad word] #39; [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] 
Like what, what
X4

[Verse 1]
[Frefro Starr]
I'm going in like a deep cut
 [bad word] better keep shut
Before you get your [bad word] stomp down and get beat up
Watch how [bad word] #39;s creep up, right up on your G, what
Rappers better get they security [bad word] beefed up
Straight up out the darkside, upper east barkside
Lookin' for a mark, [bad word] [bad word] out the archives
Attention so thick, you could cut it whith a sharp knife
Not to mention my clique, we starving apartheid
[Sticky Fingaz]
My middle name is [bad word] that, cause everything is [bad word] that
Imma bust first, and bet the [bad word] #39;s won' bust back
Cause they be dead, [bad word] that
 [bad word] kill a tough act
Cops kickin' down the door, the coke you better flush that
All you [bad word] #39;s suspect, don't wanna make me upset
Pockets on full and it still ain't enough yet
I'll beat yo [bad word] in public, [bad word] #39;s better cut checks
I bring it to your face, and [bad word] #39;s wanna change the subject
Whut!

[Hook] x2

[Verse 2]
[Fredro Starr]
I'm playin' with the chrome piece, waving at your dome, peace
 [bad word] when it's war, my soldiers don't condone peace
Have you where you can't even walk on your own street
Owe a [bad word] money they [bad word] #39; in your home piece
Heat up in the north face, so don't need a north face
Screaming [bad word] the law, keep a gun, cause I lost faith
I'm a [bad word] lost case, forgot about my court case
Bodies in the [bad word]  we movin' cross the cross-state
[Sticky Fingaz]
 [bad word] on some real [bad word]  I take you on a field trip
Bury you six feet, won't have a guilt trip
Do you in real quick, soft as a quilt kit
All my guns filled with hollows, leave you titled
Tryin' to get a meal tick, if I gotta steal [bad word] 
I'm out of my mind, or I'm absolutely brilliant
 [bad word] with the ill [bad word]  that [bad word] #39;s can't deal with
When it's a full moon, that's when Sticky Fingaz kill [bad word] 

[Hook]