Everybody get low
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
Now pick it up, pick it up!

Yo! You got the weed?
Yeah we got the smokes!
Ayo so blow so much trees to make these ni**as choke!

You want me to kill da mic?
Yeah, kill da mic!
I'm about to get you something to make you ni**as hype!

I tell'em "turn it up"!
Ayo, turn it up!
And any rapper step to me you know I burn'em up!

So throw your guns up
My ni**as is looking for shots!
Buck-buck-buck-buck!
You know we rip it apart!

Now should I jump in the crowd?
Yeah, jump in the crowd!
Yeah I will but you ni**as got to get fucking loud!
So fu**ing make some noise!
Hooo!
C'mon just make some noise!
Hooo!
You're rocking with the Onyx, we got the illest show!

My name is Joe Starr
Im here to kill mcs
So all you fake rappers we're the real mcs

We make em wild out!
C'mon just wild out!
C'mon just wild out!
Everybody wild out!

It's motherfu**ng Sticky Fingaz
My ni**as what's up?!
If you feelin' me
Let me see you throw your hands up!

Put 'em up everybody throw your hands up!
Put 'em up everybody throw your hands up!

And if youre down to ride
Keep your hands high
And everybody wave them shits from side to side!
Everybody wave them shits from side to side!
Keep em up and wave them from side to side!

And on the count to three
We gon pick it up
I said one, two, three - everybody jump!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Everybody jump!
Jump! Jump!
Everybody jump!

So throw your guns in the air
And buck 'em like you just dont care!

And if you came to rock
With the kings of rap
Somebody say - oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
This the hardcore hip-hop, c'mon!
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Yeah-yeah-yeah, you already know it's your boy Fredro Starr
Your boy Sticky -The Tricky- Fingaz
Word up!
Everytime we're in Prague, Czechs, you know what I'm saying, we checking out A2Z Studio. Word up, you already know. Asgard, holla man!
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Brrrap!