[Saafir]
Yeah, Junction Rider, ?El the Menace?
Yaknowimsayin, in here wit my n***a Ras Kass
Layin it down for TONY TOUCH, whatcha know
This bout is out-match, you wanna rap, you just came out the snatch
Put down your gat and let's play Russian Roulette wit the cadet cassette
N***a
I'm a general in this, wit a gift to make your bitch
Swallow my minerals and shit
The soft-spoken, you wanna peep game, then drop tokens
N***as wit the half-ass flow get they wind broken
Fuck around and get your heart molested
Double-breasted wit tested
If I had a n***a for every rhyme, I'd be buyin
Time, if you had a nickel for every rhyme, you'd be buyin
A sack to shake, I cas-ta-rate
While you receive calls to retrieve balls
You wanna be my dog, go fetch me a rep
All I need is a slight lead, wit the handboarders
My right wrist, the full clip, murder not manslaughter
Command ? of six submarines spitters to sub-machinegun jitters
Is all I'm feelin when I'm bustin, a baptism slidin darts
You n***as is like bitches hidin farts
And I'll be that man abusin your ass, now can you hide the marks?

[Ras Kass]
Tony Touch, 50 MC's uh
You don't even wanna spar parts, spark the South Park sippin Remmy
See every sixteen bars, I kill Kenny
I kill any, I spill sin without regret
Ras Kass got representation like stubble-neck to Gillette
To Tibet, to baguett-tos, you gassed up rappers gotta follow my character
Fuck philosophy (cut celebrities heads like scientology)
Flip a n***a whole world upside-down
Got em standed on they head while I piss in your nose till you drown
I rock for Wops, Kikes, Micks, Moules, and Spics
Redneck hicks, chicks wit dicks in porno flicks
And that's just for kicks, my voice pitch louder than Steve Rif
Screamin on n***as like Lil Fame and them
The amatanium framin him, the way to do me
Fuck police, fuck peace without war and fuck groupies
Cuz these n***as is soft as drug sto' cotton
I'm Sugar Daddy Rotten that'll leave your hemoglobin clottin
I can knock and mic rockin, supreme mathematician
It's the beginning of the end, like the Spanish Inquisition
So group home, we already got weap-os
Three-fifty n***as sportin products of reb-os
Dumpin outta aqua ?river-os?, nada
Fuck a Don Juan, I still love this rap bitch
I be gettin head in the whip, and crash the shit
Causin twelve car accident
Get out and start bare-backin a nasty bitch
Cuz I'm savage like cannibalism and pimp-smackin your bitch, what