"Cloze Ya Doorz"
(feat. Roz, Tame One, Young Z, Diezzel Don, Gov-Matic)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo check it out
Introducing, the international
Worldwide, Brick City

[Roz]
To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like ball four
Y'all score game down the block, for me it's hip-hop
around the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girl, youse a Wannabe
like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able, undeniable
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, recognize my name
Rap G.I. Jane rockin colorful wide frames
Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't play I coach and pick players
in Da Bricks, get your [bad word] popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin, [bad word] be rollin
Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper
Tryin to get cash out the [bad word] like a stripper

[Tame One]
Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do what I gotta to get the chedda
 [bad word] takin over cities, we conquered galaxies and better
I was put here to [bad word] CD's and wreck tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole [bad word] planet in checkmate
 [bad word] with this, we takin over the spot
I don't like to, but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin but like it
It's like when you drown, your [bad word] sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you love club music [bad word]  but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake [bad word] niggaz, gettin screened like a short pass
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your [bad word] [bad word] 
You got mind control over me like Deebo but you ain't my friend
Cause when I'm around you be quiet but when I leave you be talkin again
But we gonna do it how you want cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your [bad word] [bad word] in a headlock and fall witchu

Yo niggaz, shut your windows and close ya doorz [bad word] straight from Da Brick City [x2]

[Young Z]
Yo, here [bad word] 
Yo, yeah, yo YEAH (C'mon Z!)
Your [bad word] said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as Martians
When I, crack a brew it's nuttin else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to battle you
Your style get ate like italian steak
Then I get Red to sell you achey or a pound of shake
Y'all can open up wide and suck this [bad word] 
None of y'all niggaz can't [bad word] with Bricks
While you [bad word] dishes, we puffin Swishers
 [bad word] women ends up in the Benz [bad word] with switches
We cop sixty-three nigs
One from every spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz stay in Bricks
While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll [bad word] twenty of us

[Gov-Matic]
Yo, you pack that little [bad word] gun like Harlem Nights
After we brawl and fight, yo [bad word] I'ma ball tonight
At shows we so tight we flow like it's one mic
Raw underground, yo Don, tell em what that dough like

[Diezzel Don]
D. Don, I gets mine, and stay gettin it
My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes and stay [bad word] it
Check my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto [bad word]  hustlin and spendin
Got [bad word] trickin tryin to get with me
Got police, flock niggaz tryin to cop from me
How many pouns you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds [bad word] 
I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein low key
That hustler from A.C.

[Gov-Matic]
I'm steady [bad word] on hoes, Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit
Jump straight in the Lex offa New Jersey transit
Let my man spit that Don [bad word] 
Gov-Matic spit that [bad word] that's toxic, I rock [bad word] 
It's that hot [bad word] like Busta Bust got
plus I bust glock, on pussies