Aiyyo, first things first It's time to shake ground in the eighth round Box battle and break down For the beak in the rhyme tone jump in the cyclone S-T-Y-L-E-S, yes yes I know Give the rap phene vaccine packed red beam Put 'em up, unh. You plucked a bad seed Off the wall, spittin' the guerilla tag team What's up now, duck down stuff that can't breathe
Yo- you know the routine, the demon effect Please, don't step, you wanna be one of my pet peeves (Huh?) The more beef the better; sound strange But you all wanna creep together, ok In the club with a cheesy sweater Why not? We got so much street credit, the rookie police let us Now that's foolish, cause we would act sweet cause i can run 10 laps in a track meet
Keep it movin' it's on now Making it punk loud Shaking the buck wild Rapin' the punk style Fakin' the funk pal Dunk watch the punk What now? Watch your battleship get sunk down
Click (click) pow (pow) nine (nine) Thou (thou) What? Just what I thought, what's up now? Click(click) pow (pow) nine (nine) thou (thou) What? Just what I thought what's up now? Hook! I'm like hook! (Hook!)
Hold it down, never give in Styles ever get limbs Or whether you want it to end Dirty 'em, I burn 'em again 0 5 serving them sins Uh 30 your friends get knocked out, turbulent wind Hopped out, what you want, take a look at my grin I'm a fish; you can tell by the flippers or fins C'mon
Yo- I got a rock style Pivot the offspring and joke with 'em With a distorted gist off string Who am i? Rushin' what leg? who and Tak? Pushin' your bed hotter than Quebec in July Area 51, stereo, rive gun live Here we go, S-O-B drop some For the kids in the hall with the new block tape Blast from both angles a boondock saint So get up get up and let the sound hit ya Snap it's already ya style picture unh
[Chorus] Keep it movin' it's on now Making it punk loud Shaking the buck wild Rapin' the punk style Fakin' the funk pal Dunk watch the punk What now? Watch your battleship get sunk down
Click (click) pow (pow) nine (nine) Thou (thou) What? Just what I thought, what's up now? Click(click) pow (pow) nine (nine) thou (thou) What? Just what I thought what's up now? Hook! I'm like hook! (Hook!)
Who the hell wear splittin' the belly up on a selfish Shinnin' in your style playin' the fell blitz Drillin' your brain, like rap and video games Feel the syringe for the styles that stickin' in your brain
Yo- what kind of stuff is he on Really is styles, really beyond C'mon punk shove off; You really gotta be gone; Ripped out of your brain; Tripped over your lip to diss this S-O-B game Whats with this? Showin me kibbles & bits There ain't a street dog in the globe I can't fix, get it? I'm sick with it, when I spit the venom And it drip's up in 'em And it get's the women in a Quick dilemma; We could settle it now And I don't know who did it but they said it was styles
Click (click) pow (pow) nine (nine) Thou (thou) What? Just what I thought, what's up now?
Hook! I'm like hook! (Hook!)
Hook! I'm like hook! (Hook!)
Hook!
Click (click) pow (pow) nine (nine) Thou (thou) What? Just what I thought, what's up now?
I'm like hook! (Hook!)
Click (click) pow (pow) nine (nine) Thou (thou) What? Just what I thought, what's up now?