[KRS One]
We hit 'em and get 'em
We stick 'em and jig 'em
We pick 'em and kick 'em
Flippin' them whip and
I'm wing clippin' them lip cause I'm cold sick of them
Much quicker than them lyrically trickin and
My tribe be on a quest like Tip and them
On every avenue puttin the full clip in 'em
Splittin' and strippin' 'em down while spittin' a round
Into them soundclash see winnin' them, just begginin' them
Get rid of every bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even consider them
In the new millenium we killin them
Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin' 'em
Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them
We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, others be stealin'them

[Vigilante]
You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next? [bad word] out to [bad word] with the best, put it in your chest
Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go
Let's see if you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This show is real, this is the deal, guns [bad word] 
Gotta make it out of town to flip my [bad word] and keep [bad word] 
Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out
How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse

[Buckshot]
Let's take a walk through Crown Heights
Steppin through the city at night
With a bunch of niggas and two mics
Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs
Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo
Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin
Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked
Why not? You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my [bad word] Biggie

[Keith Murray]
I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
Where the niggas and the [bad word] stay paid, fly and high
Where a [bad word] #39;ll get mad if you call her a [bad word] 
And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
Where the rich emerge, with the niggas from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get niggas from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo, this is for my niggas on the block all day
Who don't give a [bad word] waiting for crime to pay
Put your money on it, yo, we never fronted
Long Island got some of the best niggas that ever done it
From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch
 [bad word] through will not stand a chance
From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale [bad word] deep from the depths of [bad word] 
I'm dead serious, even though you see me smilin'
Rough enough to break New York from Long Island

[Cam'Ron]
We destroy niggas, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and rice
Making about a a night, they can't read or write
But I got every creed and type,
You need a [bad word]  babygirl, I see the light
But sometimes y'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But those with a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny
So guard your girl, Harlem World, [bad word] the gun, pop it son
Fila fam, illa players, Killa Cam is still the man

[Bounty Killer]
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[Killah Priest]
Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse
Tear your face off the planet, leaving one-third damaged
With your back cracked the Earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the Earth of the axle, crabs who
Polar bears beneath the sea gravel
Thoughts [bad word] wild like the Lil' Rascals
Puttin dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasing [bad word] through malls, and clash in halls
Beating [bad word] through walls, stompin through floors
And jumpin down elevator shafts
Searchin for they [bad word]  stayin low in the grass
Wearing a gas mask, wrapping their hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin mad
What? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo

[Prodigy]
Yeah, by all means you know