[Shag]
Gimmie that beat, b**h! (vocal sample: "We Are At War")
Ding Ding Muthaf**a
It's round two
I got my lunch and my dinner, fool
You think we gonna bow down to some punk a** n***as
We from the evil side, boy
Chorus: B-Real [Shag]
Doughboy [k**a], Wack 10 [k**a]
Doughboy [k**a], Wack 10 [k**a]
Doughboy [k**a], Wack 10 [k**a]
Doughboy [k**a], Wack 10 [k**a]
[B-Real]
In about four seconds some east side n***as
Is gonna put the foot in the a** of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you stay tuned muthaf**as
[B-Real's verse]
It takes two of you f*ggots to get with one of me
Now I'm running up in you hoes with "No Vaseline"
You could be the big fish, bring your drama
f** your mama, I'll bring the pack of piranhas
You tried to pull a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video
You get addicted
You can take your four W fingers
And stick it in Mack 10's a** and lick it
Ice Cube is a thing of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in your a**
You're the King of punks, king of busters, king of thieves
Now get down of your f**in' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to s**ing
You tried to remake N.W.A. without Dre and Ren
Dub's cool, but you're f**in' up with Mack 10
Silly little philly, I'm back tearing'
Can you really see my machine gun turrets?
Open and aimed at your fat little frame
How can I miss?
I'll twist your cap and take your name
an*lyze it, my name should be Mack 11
I'm a higher caliber MC, there's no question
Anytime you wann run up you get dealt with
You get melted "Check Yo' Self" (b**h check it)
Ice Cube, you better tell'em (tell 'em mutha-f**a)
Muggs made the best songs on your third album (b*atch!)
[Shag (spoken)]
You and Wack 10
Can't deal with this
Cypress Hill to the muthaf**in' fullest
f** y'all
So what'cha wanna do?
Bring it on, n***a
This is Shag from the Neighborhood Family
[Shag's verse]
Mack 10 is a b**h, s**in' Ice Cube's dick
But what you f*ggots know about some gangsta sh**? (B-Real: Nothin)
Let's take it to the streets and fight like real g's
What you n***as wanna do? You can't f** with these
Ain't never had a strap now you wanna gangsta rap
Can't come to your hood cause you're scared to get jacked
f** peace, this is war everybody on the floor
When I see your fat a** I'm takin' one to your jaw
f** you f** your mama f** your whole clique
Better yet, f** every n***a that you're down wit'
Unoriginal, can't stand b**h made n***as
Ice Cube, you'se an actor not a muthaf**in' k**a
What neighborhood you from? what don't you ever done?
When the sh** goes down you the first one to run
Every time you talk got a mouth full of drama
Only missing you done is going to church wit'cha mama..
[B-Real's verse]
You got the Real-a Swingi' of my nuts Cube k**a
Break yourself niga, huh! Give a lick-a you ain't a k**a
You a busta muthaf**a b**h made n***as
I never trust ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you can't figure out where you're from
Are you from South Central, the Westside or Compton?
Mack 10, the only thing you hoggin' on
Is Ice Cube's nuts now he's all in your guts
You wanna be like him but you got no sk**s
If he's the king you must be the queen of the Hill
But I shank the Cube's fat neck cause "A b**h Iz A b**h"
And a b**h don't get no respect
No doubt Westside connections means
Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your homies are down wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be bitin' my sh**
And you don't know one b**h on my dick
But yours is best get a blood test for your kid
Only bangin' you done was with toy figures
Your mama wouldn't let you hang with real g n***as
Bring your clique on you wanna scrap
So let's get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!)
Mack 10 I gibe you a year I guarantee
You'll realize that you're getting' f**ed And you'll run to me
You pretty little trick, you look real sweet (Mmmm!)
I should make you one of my hoes like Cube was for Eazy
Doughboy, you're f**in' around wit' the real Cuban
I'm no fictional Scarface movie land bullsh**, actor, studio gangsta
You should win an award For most outstanding wax banger
f** what you been through What you're going through
East Side family, n***a What you wanna do?
[Shag]
Eastside!
That's right n***a!
East muthaf**in' side
'Til' we die, n***a!
f** all you punk a** n***as!
Cube 187
Mack 10 187
Any other punk a** n***a
Who wanna take this beat
187
We hit n***as up like that
We bicoastal, n***a
Cypress Hill family
n***as better recognize
We here to chastise
n***a, hoo bangin'
That's how we hoo ride n***a
No love for none of ya'll punk a** n***as
East coast n***a, West coast
We don't give a f**
Talk sh** get shot, n***a
That's how we feel, n***a
n***as get k**ed
Caps get peeled f**in' with Cypress Hill
Yeah, I thought you knew n***a
I represent muthaf**a
How does that sound n***a
Cypress Hill Family
They're gonna f** all ya'll n***as
(Chris Tucker sample: "You got knocked the f** out man�)
(Cypress Hill sample: here is something you can't understand
How I could just k** a man...)