You know, situation like this
 Sometimes you know you gotta give back to [bad word]  Gotta show these [bad word] how to wipe them thangs off y'know?
 Teach 'em a little somethin

[Havoc]
 Pick you up, off your feet like a forklift, but instead it's the four-fifth
 Ragu red, your brain leakin them sauces
 Like an, autopsy leavin 'em nauseous, when I aim at your bosses
 Put a pep in that bop that you walk with
 When my tec spittin at reinforcements
 I could never be a victim, but the streets I endorsed it
 Spittin that real, y'all cowards just cough it
 Like fluids in my lungs, [bad word] I'm more sick
 You turn them hoes off, I put 'em on so they on this
 You talk game grammar school, mines metamorphic
 Dem fools ain't killin nuttin in the club, they all bent
 My intent is to sober that [bad word] up, leave 'em all drenched
 See what a few cups of liquor can offset
 Got a little paper, I ain't stressin, they all press
 Ain't sellin records, [bad word] at me for more press
 When they realize it's real them dudes out coppin more vests
 Better learn how to
 [bad word]  repeat 2X]
 Wipe, them guns off, get that money money
 Wipe, a [bad word] smile, off ain't nuttin funny
 Show, you [bad word]  just how hungry you
 get, when your feet are touchin (kid a [bad word] hungry / yeah, he one of ours) *

[* changes each repeat]

[Prodigy]
 P gunna, shots stay [bad word] up
 out them hammers at light speed, make it a hot summer
 in New York, New York - a.k.a. Ground Zero
 The Big Apple, with the worms in the middle (eww)
 The White Castle, the Empire State
 The home of that Time Magazine new face
 Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where [bad word] from
 by how the cash stack, and how I make a gun bust
 But look past that, and listen how a killer be
 Imagine the concert, they dancin on they seats
 Shorty mad gettin stained, she [bad word] near about to faint
 She never saw a grimy dirty [bad word] like, P
 With mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink
 Don't wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing
 Mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blink
 Don't wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing
 BANG!
 [bad word] 

[Jadakiss]
 My niggaz they can't stop us
 Ev'rysince we got our hands on the AR's, the S, and the fresh choppers
 All of them is filled to the top with the vest poppers
 We can get it on with America's Best Coppers
 Soon as the lead pop you, whoever don't make it
 to the funeral or wake can catch you on Ted Koppel
 I'm a rare thumper, you just a [bad word] [bad word]  with a rainbow sticker on your rear bumper
 They say life is short, death is longer
 That makes it even harder to express my hunger
 And I don't wanna polly y'all, I'm a zone of my own
 Sorta like Tom Hanks talkin to that volleyball
 "Cast Away," I'll blast away
 [bad word] if you broke tomorrow, get cash today
 And even though it's hard, niggaz is on they job
 It's the Ryders and the Mobb, before my niggaz starve we'll
 [bad word]