[Hook: All]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all

[Verse 1: Ruck]
Yo, you can’t manage this (Manage this), the boss scandalous
From here to Los Angeles, Ruckus tossing the random shit
But can you get with the n***a Tall Sean manuscript?
Man, you shit all up in your pants when the cannon click
Man, I flip on n***as for no apparent reason, squeezing
Shots at you heathens to stop you from breathing
Call the cops ‘cause he’s bleeding. I think he need some CPR
See, we are the illest n***as out that’s on your TV, pa
So when you greet me, pa, better have your fucking shit straight
Your fifth make nobody move, I think your shit fake
You fishcake. Whatever the fuck Ruck dictate
The shit rate higher than shows made by Rick Lake
You’ll lick eight shots at them n***as who be fucking with
International, Irrational B-I-G Ruckus, bitch
Enough of this bullshit talking, let’s start wetting shit
Peep the etiquette of a n***a that’s known for setting shit

[Hook: All]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all
[Verse 2: Ruste Juxx]
When the weather get frío, I hate the scene, drinking Seagram’s
V.O., novacaining my suffering through the struggling
Easing the agony, postponing the misery
Smoke some weed, blank out my memory momentarily
Calculating my every motion, cautious coasting
I see the blue and white scoping, slowly approaching
Eyeballing me and my sons like we the ones
With the stashed guns, hoping we run like the last ones
So they can get they rocks off, sound they Glocks off
Like my block’s soft. Kingston Avenue n***as bump cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a dead shot
Jamaicans in the dread spot’ll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into ham hocks, got it on slam lock
Hit the SWATS with a cinder block off the rooftop
Regulating, livest motherfuckers on this side
Bitches dick-ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes

[Hook: All]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all

[Verse 3: Rock]
Keep on
Talking, aight? Get more than your style rammed up
You see me? Don’t say shit like Pink Panther
“You Talk Too Much” like Run and ‘em, and your breath smell like Pampers
Get knocked the fuck out by Dr. David Banner
DJ at the barber, act like records got dandruff
Making n***as scream “Oh! Oh!” and throw their hands up
You know this man’s rough, so my man Ruck could do stand up
So who wanna battle? We’ll learn you some manners, god damn ya
You n***as make me sick as cancer, I slam ya
Whole crew of emcees, DJs and your dancer
Half-steppers can’t run, panic, catch a tantrum
Tear to New Hampshire, I stick n***as for ransom. Damn, son
Can’t none of y’all front. I slap cats at random
Deflate your egos, you too gassed, I’m the Mylanta
Take your dough and ho and disappear like The Phantom
Send her back pulling her pants up, singing the M.F.C. anthem
Man, dem strong like Samson, shorty and Juxx
‘Cause I’m that n***a Rock from Heltah Skeltah plus I’m handsome
But scrape that, bring handguns. My crew sort of bananas
Like plantains. Any questions? “BOO-YAA!” your answer
[Hook: All]
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all

[Verse 4: The Representativz]
[Lidu Rock]
Ayyo, I’m moving through
This life shit with the only fam I got. My Triple-
-R-rated n***as steady blowing up spots. You think not?
It’s Lidu Rock. We bust shots at your car and leave you
Stretched in your ride like these fake rap stars
[Supreme the Eloheem]
This shit right here
I’m handling’ll leave your head scrambling
All that panicking’ll get your shit ran up in
I can’t stand it when emcees get caught rambling
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send
In this land of sin where they break fool for the chips
Over jewels and whips, pack my tool and my clips
[Lidu Rock]
So when we start
To bust clips, all y’all n***as assume the straight
Dead position when my lead go BOOM, embedding
This tune all into your fucking dome, we move
Through these evil streets steady holding chrome
[Supreme the Eloheem]
My graff n***as stay
Mashing, big-up my thugs on Mother Gaston
Forever gat-snatching every time we see the cops passing
Your team is has-beens, gasping from the ass-slashing
The Repz, baby. Time for action, action
[Hook: All] (x2)
This goes out to my Magnum Force
When we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all

[Outro: Rock]
Throw y’all middle fingers up in the air
Say, “Fuck y’all n***as, we don’t care!”
Word is Bon Jov’, oh oh
We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh
N***as think they fucking with my Magnum Force
‘Cause when we lay a n***a out, they come and drag him off
May the Force be with me, and, if not, I’ll fall
For life (For life). Fuck all of y’all
Hehehehe, see
Slogan is: May the Force be with me
If not, I fall
You can’t fuck with that? Fuck you all
Word is Bon Jov’