IQ
Yea, a little somethin' for the people
reach into the crate find a gem drop the needle
yea we goin' retro, live in ya metro
adjust to the tempo, then commence to wrek flow
easy wit the one two, kid I might undo
ya style wit that ol' skool lyrical Kung-Fu
I kick it like this, n I kick it like that
LR grab the mic n show the people where we at

LR
We fresh off the press hot techniques impress
here ta rock decks who got the props got next
talk less, less talk bars for ya head top
NemTwo paint the mark LR's a dead shot
- I put the game in a head lock
graffiti on the wall our name embedded in bedrock
find the eye of the storm survive the weather
while Oddball, IQ and I apply the pressure



verse2

IQ
Ain't nuttin' like a super phat bass line honeys shake ya waste line
I know ya heard us thru the grape vine
Im here ta take mine Im long overdue
my cru is on cue from a birds eye view
so buddy chill, ain't no cru that sound this iLL
LR & NemTwo the day the Earth stood still
straight from cassette tape you know how that go
yea we lay it down lovely on a late night show

LR
Its time to watch the pros rhyme at show time, bars sun I wrote mine judge this n Ill collect 10's like I float dimes
until my name, written on road signs
cold grind mad style drippin' from my clothes line
I bin broke, neva had a broke mind
blow minds smoke find my lungs like I grow mine
puff the lye, one time for ya mind
two times for ya cru that's how we do like ol' times