Chorus:
Punk mother f**ers, punk punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk mother f**ers
Fredro:
Check me out
Check me out
Who's the punk master? The p**y one, who is he?
He ain't getting busy, I get grizzly
I'ma have a field day with ya'll mother f**ers
Bringing 96 degrees in December
f** all ya'll
I don't give a f** about none of ya'll
I'm running ya'll
Punk mother f**ers, I'll put the gun in ya'll
So pipe down
I got this mic now
The sound that makes n***as wanna f** sh** up on shaky ground
Spies like us rush guys like you
I stomp out crews with dog sh** on my shoes
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Sticky Fingaz:
God damn these punk a** n***as make me f**ing sick and I can't take it no more
I'm getting tired of this sh**
If ya'll stupid a** motherf**ers don't quit
I'm a have a fit and ya'll gonna regret it
Word up
f** that scrub, you a piece of sh**
And you pissing me off n***a, get off my dick
Matter of fact, lay on the floor cause you dead meat
And I know you a p**y cause you are what you eat
Sweet pretty b**h n***as need to stay off the street
Punk mother f**ers, punk punk mother f**ers
Punk mother f**ers, punk mother f**ers
Sonsee:
Come on n***a, what are you dusted?
Your sh** gonna get crushed, kid
f** the discussions
n***as just get concussions
The synapses, I make them collapse with relapses
I'm a hazard, perhaps it's the way that I trash sh**
Your punk a** style is bullsh**, garbage, doo-doo, extra little
I'm droppin the big sh** that bust your whole f**ing noodle
Punk mother f**ers irk my nerves to the maximum
And I'm asking them no questions, when I'm seem them, I'm bashin' them
Give me that goddamn mic, you can't handle it
Touch one of mine and watch the vandal get to slam you kid
Slam like Hulk Hogan, when I'm
Choking my trigger for a n***a who want to linger, I'm a put him through the ringer
Word to mama
I'm a let the joint do the honor
f**in' s**ers
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They gonna make us f** somebody up
If they keep on fronting like the way they do
Sticky Fingaz:
The words that I write
I recite with all my might
Cause if rap cause violence I'ma try to start a fight
To keep all these punk a** n***as from out my sight
You know cheesy a** n***as are easy to identify
They never look you in the eye
And they be f**in' up your high
So if and when I die
Don't let no fake punk a** mother f**ers come to my wake
Sonsee:
Well I'm back again starting sh**
Punk, you want no part of it
My crew beat a**, the demolitionists
So to hell with all you novices
I could just smack a punk in the face with a spiked glove with much love
And hang ‘em, therefore they gonna get rubbed the wrong way
The strong play hard
That's us
The ramrod
Then bust puss at your squad
Sticky Fingaz:
Meep, Meep
Ariba ariba, undalay undalay, gang way
That's what dumb punk n***as used to say
But take your f**ing time and hold your horses
We got an army and coming through with armed forces
Fredro Starr:
You's a punk mother f**er and your mother's a punk b**h
You gotta hit harder than that n***a, is that all you can come with?
I'll beat the living sh** out this n***a
Nah yo, f** that, let this n***a suffer
I'll tie him up, f** his girl and handcuff her
The rougher, the harder I'll whip your a** like your father
Go to your room
You peaches and herbs, but we disturb the peace
You the mother f**er that be calling police
And I'm starving, screaming on them deep “What's to eat?”
The first mother f**er that go to sleep
Sonsee:
Ahhh, I'm sore
It's this punk n***a's fault
Let's bust em all down and beat them to a bloody pulp
Roar
Hardcore galore is what I'm for, and breaking punks jaws
Let me hear yeah ya'll yeah ya'll
I'm the kind to swing on ya mind
A pay taker KO'in punks with verbal haymakers
Connections whenever I'm plexin', ain't no question
Punks prepare for some more stressin'
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