You called me names, You pushed me down. You had no right to fuck me up! Instead of giving me a helping hand, You clenched your fist to beat me down
got me piss some nga from New Jersey, the T-neck wont give us our respect so watch me wreck and eject that Naughty by Nature shit from my tape deck I hate
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey Let's get it on mayn, gotta get my money long Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey Let's get it on, I'm
's me (that's me) I stay underground so I can shine and stack G'z (stack G'z) these coward ass niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me) and when
'll be D.O.A. Me and my mans and them roll deep (peep) And we don't play those games, no chain tuckin Only congratulate if you hate fuck y'all Rock City
[19 seconds of ad libs to start] [J Dilla:] Turn me up, a little louder Get it crunk yeah, let's get 'em riled up Let's go! This only for my real niggaz
I release these rhymes out of me I am so ridiculous, I got to compose this I am sorta a reporter strapped to a little recorder The warder having a order not to let me
you to be. Who you are is all that counts. Don't let it hold you back; don't let the walls deter you. If you've got a feeling let it out. Keep it together
Chorus] [Verse 3: Brother Marquis] You try to out-recite me, but that's not likely I can tell whether or not if you hate or if you like me 'Cause above
EVERYBODY! (COME ON, COME ON!) JUST GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!) LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (OW! OW!) HEYYYYYY! [Verse 1] [Kid Ice] Here we go, back to turn it out
dude get your crew Slick got one too? Don't let the pimpin' fool you, he got hot ones too Blew his brains out, now he catching chain out to Chino's Slick
just a baby still retarded from slavery When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I made myself Poverty raised me
Land in the middle of the ghetto I'm still here Just for a minute let me borrow your ear Make all your troubles disappear Bet you never like this here Let
!) Trust me homie I'm not playin (get up!) I have the dance floor off the chain, I said (get up!) I came to bring you that California love And a little New York hate