[pharoahe monch]
 Get the [bad word] up!
 Simon says get the [bad word] up!
 Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!)
 Queens is in the back sippin ’gnac, y’all wassup? 
 [bad word] on your [bad word] (yeah)
 Yeah [bad word] it I said [bad word] on ya [bad word] 
 New york city [bad word]  pity the fool that act [bad word] 
 In the midst of the calm, the witty

 [lady luck]
 Yo shut the [bad word] up!
 Luck said shut the [bad word] up!
 [bad word] in the back, like crack get it cut up
 I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up
 Act like a man and get [bad word]  smacked or [bad word] up
 Pull the [bad word] up, luck you know the name
 Assed out in the bleachers stay [bad word] on the game
 I suppose what you’re spittin is flames, cowards
 Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell the dooch powder
 Summer’s eve, I drop degrees chill
 [bad word] four by four, lose one like [bad word] hill
 Stay fly till you air sick, now that’s ill
 Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that’s real

 [pharoahe monch]
 What the [bad word] s goin on here, just a minute now, hold up
 Sinister wit hit the time I diminish him finish him, roll up
 When i’m, ? cinematography state of mind
 My rap trip, rip, clip, say the rhyme
 [bad word]  I [bad word] hit spit [bad word] venacular
 Miraculous rhyme flow, back track to the immaculate
 Binaca blast [bad word] that’s fast, son I’ll box ya
 [bad word] the ta-ta’s, bras, [bad word] and knockers on the floor
 Owww! fellas pull ya [bad word] out
 On the verge to splurge verbs for third round knock out
 Uh I bust a rhyme that dust [bad word] rappers
 Dust [bad [bad word]  lights out like the clapper
 The mic ripper, whip a [bad word] like a slave
 Separate him from him from his fam, he don’t know how to behave
 Now, drag his [bad word]  bag dun for his loot
 Figure me to give a [bad word] y twenty-one gun salute
 That’s seven shots for tupac
 Seven for biggie smalls
 Seven for freaky tah up in your neighborhood malls
 How’s that, fat action packed rap remain tame
 Pharoahe [bad word] monch, ain’t a [bad word] thing changed

 [redman]
 Yo yo get the [bad word] up
 Funk doctor spot said get the [bad word] up
 I got a [bad word] named nina and I tuck her
 I leave a [bad word] hangin like ya mom’s muffler
 Snuff her, then my boys follow up
 Respect like the fonze, you see the collar up
 I spit out a bullet, load the barrel up
 I kamikaze ya town off a arab bus
 Karat cut, yeah mami pull over
 I bend ya [bad word] like for years I knew yoga
 I’m too smoked up, I can’t remember me
 Off hennesy, that’s why I carry mini-me
 I need fifty feet when my performance starts
 I push a armored car wit ? lauren harts? 
 Nineteen inches, I’m not on the charts
 Doc turnin dark off a warning shot
 Drive off and pop, six in ya hood
 [monch] [bad word] the limelight, we rhyme tight, plus snatch the goods
 Yea-yeah my [bad word]  one rhyme you fold over
 I’m hot-headed cuz I walk wit cold shoulders
 Yeah get the [bad word] up!

 [pharoahe monch]
 Simon says get the [bad word] up!
 Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!)

 [redman]
 Jersey in the back jackin cars now wassup!
 [bad word] on ya [bad word] 
 (yeah) that’s right I said [bad word] on ya [bad word] 
 Brick city [bad word] 
 Pity the fool that act [bad word]  in the midst of the calm, the witty

 [method man]
 Yo yo get the [bad word] up
 Yo yeah I said it, get the [bad word] up
 Walk through shaolin after dark, you get stuck up
 Seek and destroy, baddest boy when I’m puffed up
 Ya know my name, and pharoahe moch, why we came what? 
 We off the chain, plus we plottin on the chain, what? 
 Know ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
 And you and your mic can ease on down the road
 [bad word] are like opinions, everybody got to have one
 Shootin in the sky tryin to blast sun
 Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
 Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion
 Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashio