[Intro]
Buck-buck-buck-buck booyakasha!
Of course all the hardcore heads
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace to all the real DJs out there
'Cause I don't send my music to no garbage DJs
They get me (Mad)
So in the clubs, I get (Mad)
On the mic, I get (Mad)
On the beats, I get (Mad)

[Chorus]
Yo, I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I be chillin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm rollin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Come on

[Verse 1]
See, this is what I'm sayin' and I know you don't see this
Whack, underprivileged MCs think they can see Kris
They watchin' too much television and they rocka
This ain't the TV show "Taxi," and I ain't Latka
I'll break an MC off proper, yo, don't check me
Ask your moms and pops, yo, they respect me
But here you stand, tryin' to get yours, but gettin' nothin'
You probably can't spell "Boogie Down" or "Production"
I play for Jeeps, I play for keeps, I play for streets, believe me
Put down the microphone and consider a squeegee
You're rated PG
Again, I win when I begin
I'm slammin' again, no end
Tryin' to comprehend, I don't bend
I ravage and damage
I'm wild like a savage
I'm kickin' asses
Hot flashes
Your style is with trashes
Stay out of my classes, punk
Stay out of my classes
[Chorus]
Yo, I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm chillin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm rollin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
And I be hangin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Come on

[Interlude]
Is the Bronx in the house?
I said, is the Bronx in the house?
Fuck that shit
Is Uptown in the house?

[Verse 2]
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap star
I got all type of MC tongue in a pickle jar
So here's a quick freestyle to my target
My core audience, fuck the rest of the market
'Cause I spark it, styles, I loan shark it
Then break your legs if you try to chart it
I got heart, it
Doesn't take a lot to rock a record, get with it
Some MCs can't rock for five minutes
Sorry
That's not the way to approach me
Use caution
I rip up lyrical crews and MCs often
You probably don't know this
I give birth to MCs
And I also give abortions
I'll do a number to your body structure
You look like supper
And I'm that hungry motherfucker
You don't wanna be on the menu
I'll end you
Twist you up and bend you like Gestapo
Pick up the microphone and crush up MC like a taco
No, we're never sad because we nah deal with sorrow
That's why dem challenge me, jah man, you know dem challenge trouble
Me are number one, of me, there is no double
And you don't want no trouble
'Cause Blastmaster KRS is flashin' lyrics on the double
[Chorus]
I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm chillin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm rollin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm hangin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
And I be comin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)

[Interlude]
Word up
Yo, Brooklyn, where you at? Where you at?
Yo, Brooklyn, where you at, Brooklyn?
Where you at?
Yo, Bronx, make some noise

[Verse 3]
Check
Me comin' in quick, me comin' a dance, now me a sing
KRS-One in a party, man, me do me own ting
Nuff MC test, but you don't hear vowel one
All you hear is when the BDP crew slap them up
We have the champion belt and lyrical cup
Any DJ that want my title filled, no way the man step up
But when you lose, now understand you get fucked up
This ain't no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you like Chuck

[Chorus]
I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm chillin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
And I be comin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm rollin' with the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Kid Capri got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Gang Starr got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Ill Will got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Flavor Unit got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)
Check it out
[Outro]
Make some noise
Bronx is ruling
Fuck that shit
Bronx is in the motherfuckin' house
Big shout out to all the real hip-hoppers in the house
And all the phony DJs that tried to battle BDP this year
Understand
I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house)