[Verse 1: Lord Goat]
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
G Rap was the first to rock winter hats in videos
Diss rappers with shitty flows, go to dinner with criminals
The uploads minimal, goon cinema, every syllable
Every winter, my plug stock minerals and pop generals
Rock Stars, muzzle ends and heavy bombers
Trigger squeezers, Frank Costello remade armor
Young Lugazi in gray face plates, I stage horror
Keepin’ peace likе Brother J and Kane's barbers
Insanе in the membrane, God bodies to Hebrews
Farragut Road the leaders, I graduated from weed school
Keep it peace, dude, you don't want the vendetta
We trendsetters, heavy in the Special Ed and the red cheddar
Like Eddie Vedder, face stomped by Fenriz
Move with possessed kids, jail numbers equal to 10 bids

[Chorus]
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
[Verse 2: Q-Unique]
It was Roxanne at the Red Parrot
Copped a gold robe off of Canal Street that was under 10 karats
My philosophy was the same as Kris Parker
MCM to the side with a Knicks Starter
Poppin' down Fulton like I was The Fonz
Witness the Union of the Snake, Simon Le Bon
Playland at Times Square was hidin' The Runaways
Violence through the Eyes of Laura Mars, Faye Dunaway
Crackheads kept their weight up with chocolate Nutrament
Runnin' up in Kings Plaza, gunnin' and boostin' shit
You got vicked in the back of the 6 Train
98.7 Kiss had programmed the kids' brains
Scott Weiland noddin' out on Tompkins Square
Building in Bronx River, all the Gods was there
For the fallen Sugar Shaft and Lord Mike Ski
I was small but I was tryna wife Sweet Tee

[Chorus]
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
[Verse 3: ILL BILL]
Before the BDP conflict with P.M. Dawn
Around the time Cypress Hill dropped The Phuncky Feel One
I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Everyday we shoot another porno movie, why not
Baby goons flashdancin' with hand cannons until somebody splash down
And bangin' their drums like Alex Van Halen
Boy George aura, young Supreme Magnetic
Green-grab Gandolfini cats, ski mask menace music
Medicinal advanced therapy for dope boys
Influential to all like, Eric B with the Rolls Royce
In other words, fisherman rap
With the stupid dookie link and a fisherman hat
Battled anybody I could, if you want it I would
From Bed-Stuy to Brownsville to Canarsie to my hood
It's Billion Dollar BILL aka Mind Your Business
AKA the white Chubb Rock, homie, hide your bitches

[Chorus]
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower
Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover