Erotic E Intro:  
 One time for your motherfuckin mind  
 yeah this is Erotic in the house with my nigga Jamal  
 My nigga Calif  
 Passion in the motherfuckin house  
 The unfuckwittable individuals  that's us  
 That's it with this laid back shit  
 They about to rip and by the way  
 my dog George Clinton's in the house with us  
 To get it on right  
 Yo it's gonna be about that time I think to lay it down  
 And ah as long as you as you realize...  
 that it can't be fucked with, you can get with this  
 Right check it  
  
 George Clinton:  
 You can't fuck with this  
  
 Passion:  
 I make your eardrums bleed like a 9 millimed  
 Niggas steppin' up like they wanna see me  
 I be the P to A double S crooked I  
 You and your crew contenplating suicide  
 Your troops callin' truce when I let the flavor loose  
 Like a duece duece, now who want the proof?  
 Def Squads over here, step to the rear  
 I got the shit you don't wanna hear  
 The shit you fear, the money talks and the bullshit walks  
 Recognize the realest streets of New Yorks  
 Marley G got my back like a trigger to a mack  
 10 and I'm rollin' in a jet black Benz  
 No hoes everybody know the code of the streets  
 Niggas don't sleep cause niggas got to eat  
 Follow my styles like rituals  
 I beez the unfuckwittable, lyrical individual  
  
 George Clinton:  
 It's unfuckwittable, you can't get next to this shit  
 You can't get next to this shit cause it's unfuckwittable  
  
 Passion:  
 Yeah now as I think for a sec, wait a god damn minute  
 These niggas all up in it like they want it and they with it  
 Full of envy and testing me lyrically  
 I don't follow no beats I let the beats follow me  
 Lyrical metaphors are ready for your brain  
 Coming down like rain I bring the pressure nd the pain  
 Fallin' on your back like birdshit you fall  
 Into the pits of Passion and poison stikes the membrain  
 Saying my name in vein causes pain  
 Back to reality your fairytale is over  
 Niggas is wishing on stars and four leaf clovers  
 But I be wishing apon styles and microphones  
 God bless the child who bites her own now  
 Styles are invisible, critical  
 Passion is lyrically unfuckwittable  
  
 George Clinton:  
 That's what this is. This is some unfuckwittable shit  
 Matter of fact this...  
  
 Jamal:  
 See I be standing in the middle of certain stances  
 That cause niggas to get they ass lit till they shit  
 In they drawers  
 Ha ha here to drop the funk hydrolic pump accupunture  
 Passion and Jamal here to taunt ya  
 Known for blow back to back we kill tracks  
 Niggas don't understand how we do it like that  
 Representation, no perpetration  
 All we see is trick ass niggas in the nation of playerhation  
 But I just play it cool instead of playin' the fool  
 Cause MC's get stuck like glue with the tool  
 For the residuals, Jamal's the unfuckwittable  
 Lyrical individual