[Cappadonna]
   Yo! It's the burial ground sound, Dunn!
   It's real out here
   Staten Island puttin chills in y'all niggaz
   Forever in it.. yo
  
   My devastatin hot '97 Mentality
   Keep me on point for my four-digit salary
   Heavyweight lyric never lost one calorie
   I'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen
   Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen
   Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council
   Splash love to Wu in a orderly tonsil
   Never limit to the diction, cause chaos to mixin
   Brutalize a sound check, ripple through the intermission
   Rap's under siege, held tight like a squeeze
   Forced in the world 'Donna nuclear freeze
   Through the damage to the wannabe Flipmode and Def Squad
   Ruckus a whirlpool in the rap entourage
   If you dare to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers
   My word of mouth it's all real wigs might peel
   Livin large and in charge branch out Bon Voyage
   Twenty-four diamond government named God
   Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs back to kill
   Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. never eatin large
   Auntie Dauntie sixteen holdin me down
   AIDS of rap music may be contagious to sound
   Verbal the slang pushed back to create pronoun
   Method forcin J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground
   Realizin food for thought is self-compromisin
   Shaolin cut the crack into a triple-O sizin
   Blue do what he do to keep that currency risin
   Hopin I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel
   Instead of catchin bodies, niggaz not keepin it real
   Dirtball niggaz that steal cake from stores
   That's my type of niggaz I be wantin on my tours
   Can't help it, my styles stay fat like Roseanne
   Ruckus in the square I stay rough like the Clan
   Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my hand
   Punk motherfuckers better beware of the Shaolin
   Defy interactive project Children of the Corn
   Gats and my man keep em bustin till he's gone
   Style so ancient it sparks just like the unicorn
   'Donna come through everyday my uniform
   changes and switches, I came to make ladies out of bitches
   Crackhead niggaz get stitches
   So what up with that kid, danger when I attack kid
   Watch how the slang hits you, just like the fat kid
   Form another pyramid, look how we slid
   All over Park Hill, Stapleton politic
   on a twenty dollar bill all in it together
   You can't fuck with the stormy weather, yaknahmean?
  
   [Ghostface]
   To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
   Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
   Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
   Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution
   (repeat 2X)
  
   To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
   Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
   Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
   Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution
  
   To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
   Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
   Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
   Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution
  
   To the year, to the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
   Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
   Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
   Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution