(Jay-Dee)
Yo, Hold it to me your f**king cash's about to slee
I'm a show you all how to emcee
See i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams
I rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team
See yall n***as is dope fiends hopeing for a dream
I intervien like a case of gangreen
Gain the green then exit the scene
With a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes
See i'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet
And n***as at Coney Gardens who try and do shit
Seen life ain't a game it remains intense
Lock, hold to a n***a like a dog tracin a scent
See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent
Feelin it, ya'll ass is read!

(Batian)
Uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron
Hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat
Don't you come back until you waxed your song
Your served at your war phat
Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk
Don't shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath
I got more where this comes from-from
Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master
You will never hit the best
Fast or solw? It dosen't matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap
Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life
Hold tight, don't ever give up in the fight
Grace can only come into the sight
Soul power it ingites like the sun
SV dominates the industry for fun
(Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun)
(T-3)
Yea, yea to the beat
Yea, yea ya know it can't-can't stop
It can't-can't't quit
Stance answers put up your hands and fist
For the band, and if ya can't stand
One of my man's dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon)
Like damn man! wake up, as we bring the action
Don't be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon)
For the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip(c'mon)
We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits
Before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit
A-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks
Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land
It's the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am
Do-do dont stop we can't can't quit, we can't-can't