(feat. T.M.F.) [Kung Fu samples] "9th Prince, you want to kill us all?" "Show me where you to find the Princess and I'll spare you all" "Thank you,
[samples] [Patrick Stewart sample..from end of Intro:] "..it down!" [Beretta 9:] "9th Prince started to fight with this analog" [Ghostface:] "The 9th
(feat. Islord, Ruthless Bastards, T.M.F.) [Islord] Aiyo I want all y'all niggaz out there in this rap shit Claimin' y'all rappers Y'all niggaz ain't
Grandaddy Flow, handcuff ya ho 9th Prince, Rubbabandz, we about to blow Keep it on a low, then it bubbles slow All y'all haters.. We got the Grandaddy
[Hook x3 w/ variations: sampled singer (9th Prince)] Boy you're something.. You give me something, got me so high (You my Honeycomb) [9th Prince] Aiyyo
[singer] Oooh-ooh ooh Ohh ohh ohh Whaat. [Chorus x2: singer] You don't know nothin' 'bout me How you just comin' at me with your game, just you wait
(feat. RZA) [RZA] Wigs splat, get jacked, Zig-Zag Bob Dig' back, migs act fool Wiz jack jewel, kids act cool, in school When they hit up walkman they
[Intro: 9th Prince] Yo, what up? This right here, is an explosion For all the radio stations Across United Nations United States Word up, turn this up
(feat. P.R. Terrorist) [Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Revenge of the Iron Fingers 9th Prince, Terrorist shit, nigga Check it yo yeah yo yeah yo yo [Chorus
[Intro: 9th Prince] Yo, yeah, yeah I don't even talk to y'all niggas Not on the streets I wanna big up my cousin O.D.B. though Word up, Baby Jesus locked
(feat. Killarmy, Islord, P.R. Terrorist) [singer] Hmm.. oooh.. ooh.. Killa Beez.. Killarmy.. [9th Prince] Eh-yo A Soviet deep in Paris, Playboy rabbits
(feat. RZA) [Kung Fu sample from "The 8 Diagram Invincible Pole Fighter"] Father, our family was always loyal You traitors have betrayed our trust We
(Instrumental)
Yeah, I traded laughs, in for charstengrafs. But all of that is only fun, until evening comes. Your guess is as good as mine, as to just what kind. Of
Here I sit and play guitar Drink beer out in the country Having narrowly escaped my trip Into town... and now it's Sunday So here I sit and play guitar
I woke up in the morning And they were gone I look around for them But they're nowhere I woke up in the morning And I looked everywhere But I think they
So there's my baby Laughing at me in the sun Wonder if I'm the weaker one I feel so far away from home Always so far away The Pacific will pacify us