[Intro:]
Ahhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ho! 
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! 
It's like that y'all (that y'all) 
That y'all (that y'all) (X5) 
and that's all! 

[Nas] 
Street's disciple my raps are trifle 
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle 
Stampede the stage I leave the microphone split 
Play Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone [bad word] 
Verbal assassin my architect pleases 
When I was twelve, I went to [bad word] for snuffin Jesus 
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America 
Police murderer, I'm causin hysteria 
My troops roll up with a strange force 
I was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main Source 
Swimmin in women like a lifeguard 
Put on a bulletproof [bad word] I strike hard 
Kidnap the President's wife without a plan 
And hangin niggaz like the Ku Klux Klan 
I melt mics till the sound waves over 
Before steppin to me you'd rather step to Jehovah 
Slammin MC's on cement 
Cause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patient 
I move swift and uplift 
your mind shoot the gift when I riff in rhyme 
Rappin sniper, speakin real words 
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg's 
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard 
My brain is insane, I'm out to lunch God 
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic 
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket 

Aiyyo it's like that y'all (that y'all) 
That y'all (that y'all) (X5)
That's all! 

[Fatal] 
Fatal is merciful and they curse me 
When I grip the mic I show no mercy 
I got heart, I rip the party apart 
from the seams and hem'up like bell-bottom jeans 
but you get done, you get blues like 501 
Brothers are live but I betcha I'm liver son 
So let me get upon the scene and redeem 
the dream of a team, and knock'em out like Mitch Green 
Smoke some thai weed, flow at a high speed 
Rap on off breaks stompin' like Northlakes 
Cause I'm livin larger than the founders of Fendi 
An Asiatic brother that many rappers envy 
So round up your crew and entourage 
And let the God Merciful just take charge 

Aiyyo, it's like that y'all (that y'all) 
That y'all (that y'all) (X5)
And that's all! 

[Akinyele] 
Some of them said (said what?) that the Ak should quit 
But I don't sweat it, cause I'm too big for that small [bad word] 
Like pigs when [bad word] to a showdown 
Huff and puff but the Ak won't get blown down 
Cause [bad word] strong, rather [bad word] at all and not be READY 
That's what seperates me from the PETTY 
MC's gas themselves by drinking too much GETTY 
And get torn the [bad word] up like CONFETTI 
I'm rich and thick, your lyrics like Aunt JEMIMAH 
It doesn't take Keenan Ivory Wayans to know that I'MA 
Get You Sucka, if you bite like a PIRANHA 
So save them preschool rhymes for the kids at Wonderama 
Point blank, period, with [bad word] 
Rhymes so dangerous, call for the homi-cide 
Cause I knock'em dead even when I'm at my worst 
The only future that lies ahead of them is the lights from the hearse 
Got game like a crackhead 
But don't be mislead, I keep rappers on lock like a dread 
Knots in the head from the words that I said 
So get a shovel and dig your grave cause the [bad word] you talk is dead 

Aiyyo it's like that y'all (that y'all) 
That y'all (that y'all) (X5)
And that's all! 

[Large Professor] 
I grab up girls like jacks 
Add'em on like tax, and I'm over like Hot Trax 
As far as brothers are concerned a pressure cooker from start 
To finish I diminish like a cuisinart 
Secondly, I'm sick of critics, who's neckin' me 
(Oooh he got an afro) yo, but I get dough 
Why's my name the Large Professor? 
Cause I milked your cow in other words I hit your heffer 
Don't talk about how you can break Rambo 
That's