(*Here comes the hit squad  I got some bad news*) (x8)  
 (Skoob)  
 Well it's the Boogie Banger at your service (service)  my crew got  
 niggas  
 nervous (nervous)  
 Son the word is we on some rule the shit like *?Kervis?* (I rule the  
 world)  
 Blow  yo I get dough  la Rockafella  nigga please  
 I got more cheese than mozarella kicks it accapella  
 I swella fuck up on some other shit  rougher shit  
 I'ma hold it down and take a puff of this  
 greenery, keep the scenery, didn't seem to be in order for thee  
 Flip the slaughter, fuck a quarter nigga  
 A second wasted is a dollar lost  
 Peep the rhyme holocaust, servin cocktails by Molitor  
 So PMD, ahh, when you ready then you're wilin  
 Pick up the steel and hold it down for Strong Island  
 (PMD)  
 It's PMD up in the sector, I wreck the microphonin  
 I'm quick to pull a Tek and snap that neck and leave ya moanin  
 Kid I'm zonin, it's on and I'm back up on the block  
 (Aiyo, we represent the sewer!) Son, I represent the dock (dock)  
 Puls I knock (what?) niggas out the box quickly  
 Kid I'm strictly motherfuckin business so get wit me  
 Yo Scratch hit me so I can do my thing and blow the spot  
 (Dray)  
 It's that nigga Krayzie Drayzie come to show you what I got  
 Check the clock if you don't know the fuckin timin  
 Well I'm rhymin, I'm shinin like a motherfuckin diamond  
 Kill the whinin cos I'm in effect like this  
 (Yo son we bring it from the sewer) and yo, you know we never miss  
 The hit squad, ya shit's harder every year  
 It's diggity Das EFX and PMD to make it clear, yeah  
 (What?) Ya catch a bullet in ya gut  
 and if you try to run you catch another one to your butt  
 Hut one two, hut three  
 We riggity rock the miggity microphone as you can see G  
 Uhh, what???  
 (*Here comes the hit squad, I got some bad news*)  
 *repeat to fade