Digi Warfare

My **** Choco, Jam Master Jay on the ones and twos

Peace Allah Math, Red Alert, Marley Marl

Kid Capri, Funkmaster Flex, and uh, Mr. Cee

I can't forget Sway and Tech

Jazz Joyce, DJ Clue, Cocoa Chanel

Irief Jamel, I rocks the mic well, well

Rock the mic well

On and on, to the break of dawn

Hot Butter on, say what? The popcorn

Freak 'em to the left, while we rock 'em to the right

Brooklyn in the house, who wanna fight?

Can we bounce? Roll to the skate, ya rock?

Hip to the hop and you don't dare stop

Come alive party people, give me what you got

I guess by now you can take a hunch

Fine, I'm the ninth member of the bunch

Rockin' old school ain't shit to me

M.C's O.D. on the shit that I wrote

Can we smoke while I'm drinkin'? I'm thinkin' of bonin'

Sugar, I wanna ride yo ass until the mornin'

Leave ya moanin', Jamel Irief, High Chief

Comin' outta East Medins

Ladies in the house if ya clockin' Gs

Sippin' on drink, Long Island Iced Teas

Lookin' real good from ya toes to ya weave

Tell the fellas back up and like let ya breathe

Fellas in the house if ya now ya live

Punch **** in the face from Cali to Bed-Stuy

Handlin' the steel if the shit get real

Just flip a pie and stack the mill

Activation, mind starts sparkin'

Constant elevation, sky walkin'

David Thompson, my Wu **** stompin'

Down the boulevard, shakin' yo' ass

You better watch yourself, I'm type slick

With a nice size, let me see you work it

She wanna suck it in public

Ol' Dirty Bastard can use it on the visitings, you with it?

Then holla like wheels on a peel, don't squeal

Just keep it on the wheels, for the Master Kill

Just givin' you somethin' that y'all can feel

I see you in the hood, then ya fam from Tilden

Slid through the back of the buildin', heat concealed in

Stares to your place

Rae bomb the elevator, an incarcerated Scarface, here taste

The lace from the dominant race to the base

In ya face like paste, baby doll

Uh, uh, yes-yes y'all

Welcome to the block party, shots lick off

You might wanna hit the deck, but stay calm

It's only us, everything's still well plush

We freakin' the sheets, the Shiek shows the beat

One two, one two

I'ma try this one more time, son

Let me in there, yo put that **** back, son

Yeah, hit hard

Like, hip hop, like socialize

Clean out ya ears, and ya open your eyes

Liquid Sword to the city

Peace Allah just, that's one of the committee

Let's hook up at the six for a chess contest

Relieve a little stress

I'll snatch a bag of the Uptown's best

Make ya love it when ya smell it

It's the velvet, block of chocolate for a hundred

Dread got pounds, if ya wanna get down

Or we can catch 'em on the next round

My universal sound is like world renowned

World renowned, world renowned

My universal sound is like world renowned, now

Ladies in the house if ya clockin' Gs

Sippin' on drink, Long Island Iced Teas

Lookin' real good from ya toes to ya weave

Tell the fellas back up and like let ya breathe

Brothers in the house if you know you're live

Punch **** in the face from Cali to Bed-Stuy

Handlin' the steel if the shit get real

Just flip a pie and stack ya mill