[Lil' Cease]  
 Let the Mony out (yo  yo)  
 Let the Mony out (yo  yo)  
 *Monkey noises*  
  
 [Redman]  
 Yo  yo  this Funk Doc  
 Straight up  nigga  lay down  
 No time to play now (uh ha)  
 Brace be around your hip from the waist down  
 Keep it calm and don't react  
 Cognac be the Zodiac  
 Lo  we back  cock  so these cats won't relax  
 You see the face through the open mask, body  
 Open gash, hoes throw me cash  
 We gon blow, front row, do tash  
 I'm a what you call a dog *Dog barking*  
 Fucking girls that do hair in mini-malls  
 Lunatic when Doc spit, four patted walls (uh ha)  
 Sick therapy got you back in the raw (uh ha)  
 Cocky mass, I put the axe in the door  
 Massacre, seminars off Branson jars  
 I'll strip your hoe, strip your Benz  
 Even strip that black line on your Master Card  
 Card, card, card  
  
 [Joe Hooker- Chorus]  
 You're 'fraid to say what you mean  
 You're just too scared to say what you feel  
 You're afraid of us  
 You're afraid of us  
  
 [Mr. Bristal]  
 BK niggas, hold it down correct (uh ha)  
 Been a long time coming, niggas better start running  
 Do more than top-gunning  
 Dumming like a fifty-dollar sum  
 And y'all cowards don't mean nothing (uh huh)  
 Kept it real with this Rap shit while you try to go Pop  
 I got the Maz' flow down on the schemes and plots (uh ha)  
 If I want, nigga, I could come and take your block  
 So call them, the first one to call the cops  
 Like a lesbi, strictly platinum status nigga, let's see  
 I don't wanna test, B, niggas don't impress me  
 Who got you gassed like Ghetty, funny like Eddie? (uh huh)  
 Bris' flow deadly, cuttin' niggas like a machete  
 Done, I die tech when it's indirect (c'mon)  
 The home team woulda never let a nigga disrespect (c'mon)  
 We carry every object, enough ammo to take 'em (uh huh)  
 Any ghetto project, so what nigga wanna test? (aaaahhh!)  
 Wha  
  
 [Chorus]  
  
 [Lil' Cease]  
 Yo, yo, ha ha, yo  
 It's the phenomenonal Cease, kill more than cancer  
 Serious, real thug, no dancer (what)  
 More cheese than cameras, cock them hammers (uh)  
 My fo' fo' leave niggas bent like Montana  
 I'm killer than these cats could imagine when I'm rapping (oww)  
 I make it happen when I'm relaxing  
 Who want action? I'ma give you whatcha bargain for  
 It's not friction, it's like fiction  
 Puttin' these cats outta commission  
 Flows that's devastatin', I'm dissin', so listen  
 If it's hot, then get the fuck out the kitchen  
 We All-City, we all-pretty  
 Niggas rather die just to floss wit' me (ha)  
 Keep it real, fuck how niggas feel (feel)  
 Cuz this direct shit gonna get niggas killed  
 Niggas sayin' Cease can't write, Cease can't rob (yo)  
 Little do they know, I'm ahead of my time  
 Future rhymes, what  
  
 [Chorus to end]  
  
 [Lil' Cease]  
 Yo, c'mon  
 Yo, yo, say what  
 Ha ha, yo  
 You afraid  
 You afraid  
 Motherfuckers  
 Yeah, yo  
 Uh huh, uh huh, huh  
 Future sport motherfuckers  
 Buck buck buck buck  
 Huh, ahhhh!  
 Uh huh, c'mon  
 Uh huh, huh  
 Ha ha, ha