Yeah! Yeah!
Go [bad word]  raise [bad word] #33;
Yeah! Yeah!
Raise [bad word] #33;
Yeah! Yeah!
Go [bad word]  raise [bad word] #33;
[Verse One: Lil' Fame]
The new single, kid get your [bad word] mixed
Catch this new slug from the M.O.P. hitlist
It's thorough for the cars, for the clubs, for the Jeeps
(For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep)
Hold it down! Home Team back out to sail this
Make 'em collapse with caps and Fame make 'em famous
The "Downtown SWinger" gun slingers rock wild
And when I die, I won't be puttin out flames in [bad word] 
Cop a 10 milli from the corner store Arab
Fools with [bad word] jewels get stuck for they karats
Hold on you hear [bad word]  you hear somebody gunnin
Them niggaz that [bad word] with [bad word] 
Cause it's (BULLETS OVER BROWNSVILLE!)
I'm from the place where trey-pounds and fo-pounds kill
Fool how that sound? (ILL!)
The star vendor, bend 'em like car fenders
Serve 'em like bartenders, what's next on the agenda?
Dope rap, we drop off crack, they can't stand it
When I'm {?} when only we be gettin 'em open like the 'Ville
With this [bad word]  show me on point in this game
cause Fame plays well, and I raise well, so I raise [bad word] #33;
 [bad word] 
Yeah, go [bad word]  raise [bad word] #33;
Yo, yeah, raise [bad word] #33;
Go [bad word]  raise [bad word] #33;
[Verse Two: Billy Danze]
Raise [bad word]  it's another death wish, I guess it's time
To grip nines, to rip behind enemy lines
Where [bad word]  and get the troopers
that think it's somethin sweet
M.O.P. niggaz was raised in the street, kid
Ain't nuttin changed cause I'm rappin, I am a
ill [bad word] and I still will bust my hammer
(Is he a gangsta?) Blaze F-A-G's I don't stress 'em
When I, catch 'em I stretch 'em I bless 'em
and let his momma dress 'em
The name's Bill, the game's real, me and Fame feel
we can blow trial, and yo I'm ill
So blaow in your face! (Bla-bla-bla-blaow) to the death
(Buka-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-KLAK) 'til there's nothin left
I ain't gon' be playin no games witchu frauds
Whenever the two guns bustin just don't be [bad word] this Drama Lord
(Take it to 'em son!) Yeah we got a plan, and
Billy Danze packin more steel than Bugsy Moran{?}
To the terrible organization, it's the M.O.P.'s last generation
Who wanna confrontation?
It's hammer time and I'm layin on you to see me
(Is he a tough guy?) Nah that's how they make him look on TV
Fake jerks I rattle, snake chumps I saddle
And ride they [bad word] all the way to the bus without no [bad word] 
The Hill-top, will-rock, non-stop
Squeeze-glocks, at the [bad word] son
He [bad word]  so I ain't gotta chase him
(Do you think you can take him?)
Take him then I back him down and lace him, raise [bad word] #33;
 [bad word] 
Raise [bad word] #33;
 [bad word]  [bad word]  go [bad word] raise [bad word] #33;
Raise [bad word] #33;
Go [bad word] raise [bad word] #33;