Из альбома: Heavy
Get up!
(Chorus)
(Son Doobie)
We steppin' out, don't have me pull the weapon out
Get it out, where you at?
What you reppin' now?
Up in the club my thugs, better let em out
Battle Axe rocks the set
Son, Check it out!
We don't stop rockin', neck poppin',
We got the club hostage
Block on lock, shockin' topics,
Can't stop it, got ya head knockin'
Verse 1: (Prevail)
Yo
Static, distortion, and ambient noise
The champion's close, you can tell by the ambulance voice
Someone's about to bleed, the sensation of speed,
The sensational breed
From the secret society, conspiracy of shadows,
Purity of darkness, and legacy of castles
Move from the spark for the fire engulfs,
Check your pulse, the impulse of werewolves
Drag the body back into the woods,
Detach the back and tear into the goods
Tossed on the heap like metal scraps
Enter the sandman, speed metal and rap
Take advantage, your average rappers can't
Too many temples, imagine that
BPM's of a Mack-10, cadence of an automatic,
My amazing performance will take it when you thought you had it
(Chorus)
Verse 2: (Moka Only)
Got heat? I bet you get warm
I'm an electric storm Anything except the norm
You're entering restricted regions,
Fit to be evicted by my strict allegiance
My team people be mean people,
We been lethal since the beginning up to the Bad Dreams sequel
Grab the green, I got the label to thank
I'm caffinated, laughing all the way to the bank
I'm fascinated how you react to the fame,
We came, we saw, we conquered, the Members remain,
To be the ultimatium that made 'em afraid of the game,
And laid 'em to rest, the recipe that made us a name
Cave in your chest, I'm wired, I'm unable to rest
Send your top gun man, we disable the best,
From liable to burst and combust with no discussion
Head rush, we trust, you get left with nothin'!
(Chorus)
Caution!
Verse 4: (Madchild)
Quit nitpickin' and flossin', on shit
Kickin' this track, my mind's a mosh pit
Blood drops drip from copper faucets
Sick thoughts race through my mind, I'm exhausted
You hang loose, I'll hang ten
Full of venom and adrenaline, a man among men
Contaminate your vacant brain with blinding migraines
You'll find I'm not sane, you'll find I'm not vain
I reign terror, an unbearable arrogant character,
Comparable to terrible experiments
69 Fastback can't pass me, black Mustang,
Cobra bitch, I'm nasty!
I'm uncommon, dominant and erotic
Control freak speaks
You wanted it? You got it
Not a lot of competition for a complicated personality,
Cause I ain't livin' in reality