Intro: rock Punk a** n***az man n***az don't know man I better let all their brainz blo n***a Man listen Chorus: Let the madness begin n***a, let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin Let it begin let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin Verse one: rock, ruck Aiyyo run for your gunz me and dutch coming through Rock ruck you and you crew f** the boys in blue This be bucktown around these grounds they don't roam Cuz we send em home with trays of slugs in they dome Blown out the frame by the rock, mr. flipster sh**'s heltah skeltah, where's the inflixter Right by your side with my eyes on the posse I see duke and red he said he wanna drop me Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits sh** take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (f** him) Two to his cheek cuz he weak so's his jaw n***a played the cell frontin like he hard to the core More i hear p**y talk more i wan flip See i got enough slugs for your mom in my clip Strip to your drawers run your dough and your j**els Tool's co*ked it ain't april 1st but i'm breakin fool When punk n***az test rock it's like touchin live wire Catch a shock to your knot From a glock that i pop, you don't want it with the rock Better duck dumbf**s you're out of luck You got caught by the ruck First of all, n***az don't know jack, my flow's fat So far, my gat splat at n***az who claim that my sh**'s wack You don't know i thought you knew it Too late b**h you blew it Now i'ma bang your sh** up like i was lennox lewis One, two, three four five Six seven eight n***az'll sh** where's my nine Mil i drill fine sk**s into your mental Block i hit your temple hot become gentle not You must mistake me for a s**er type of motherf**er Might lose his life, cuz i'm trife in the night Chorus 1/2 Verse two: ruck, rock What's the deal n***a? set it off in the dark I spark marks when the big ruck flips the ark The raw rapper jaw tapper ruckus kick it wicked Keep it real my click roll thick like acidics Plus, i be there like jackson, breakin your backs and Askin, who want more, that's when my fat spins So chump chill 'fore my pump k** You wanna ill still ruck knock out your front grill The lyrical whatevah, cuz whatevah is lyrical I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of physical Raps get deep when i mack with my peeps You yappin bout beef you'll get clapped in the streets b**h This n***a ruck is f**in crazier than ten n***az I send n***az to hell, full of my rhymes and then i bend n***az So what?? p**y bring it on Word is bond, sean got songs that's mad strong (so bring it on) Chorus Verse three: rock Man listen, another n***a bluffin Punk f** discussion, when you see me get to snuffin You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes bake i break Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your north lake ache So take your monkey a** to the rear Toe to toe or blow for blow we can square Yeah my bra** knuckles make your knees buckle What duke i lay more n***az flat out on they back than a slug do Who knows what you, seem to be i didn't gas you But you can keep it movin 'fore i beat your ga**ed a** You punk ba*tard, you could get the gat quick Or your a** kicked, that dry sh** your lips spit, get the chapstik Or a fat dick and that's it Heltah skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we Chorus 1/2 Outro: rock Ahh, let the, madness begin Let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin, let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness begin let the madness begin Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you grin We let the madness begin We let the brainz blo if you grin Make way for the dreads and the pros Cuz we let the brainz blo Punk-a**...