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Here we go yo, here we go

Pick it up yo, here we go


Back on the scene

Crispy and clean

Back on the scene

Crispy and


[Royce da 5'9]

Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi

And yeah, I'm like Dres, I am like the black sheep

I just want a GANGSTA bitch or I be a bad G

You sound dry, your legs look a lil hashy

You thought what you said was classy

But Slaughterhouse been about breads since Freddy Blasy (?)

Freddy this ain't saying nasty

I'ma rap assassin that's sittin in the Aston

That's cleaner then the demeanor on Eddie Haskel (?)

Call me the defence back on the track spit

And the slaughterhouse pigs and you couldn't put it past me

We done been through a whole lot in the past

Cuz niggas bash us for bein' spazzes

Let it be known we've never known for bein average

We prime like a cornlio(?) re-enactment

When it comes to talent, we the Jacksons

Eat a track we assassins

We, mean, we back on the scene


[Crooked I]

We spend twenties on flowers, me, I put doves on the rose

That's why I'm in the club with your hoes

Whatchu lookin hard for

Don't spill escargot on yourself and get slugs on your clothes

We the ones with the flows

Who hit em wit' the dope lines?

The answer's right under your nose

Whenever hip-hop's falling off the track

We pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

Til we -

Back on the scene, crispy and clean

Fix me some whiskey and lean

Bitch we the kings

Only time your music is fly in when I

Use your compact disc as a frisbee to fling

I'ma cold young nigger

This your hoe? Come get her

Cuz I'm so done wit her

And her whole tongue glitter

With the old cum spitter

Hit her and slide home, home run hitter


[Joell Ortiz]


Its a rap for your team

When I get in that ring I put rap in the feign-ing

I don't know whats happening-ing

Either I'm getting better or yall falling off like the sag in my jeans

Relaxin' I'm clean, immaculate lean

Goin my two steps, something fat in between

Haters don't get mad at my dreams

Opposites attract

I'm nice and this track is just mean

So I'mma fuck it up, flow (?)

Olive button up, Bo Jacksons and green

Fresh fitted cap on the bean

Sorta like a spine on a movie screen

Back on the scene

Back under the lights like a gat with the beam

Back at the register wit' the plastic machine

Back wearing my gold like magic, Kareem

Back in the rap magazines



Back on the scene

Crispy and clean

B-back on the scene

Crispy and clean

Back on the scene

Crispy and clean-clean

Back on the scene

Crispy and clean

B-back on the scene

Crispy and clean

B-back on the scene

Crispy and clean

Back on the scene

Crispy and clean-clean

Back on the scene

Crispy and


[Joe Budden]

Check it

Them rumors you heard about me I refute those

The attribute of hoes

Don't affect my attitude at all

Die from what you told

Blood on your new clothes

Cause even the biggest form of ?

What they want, 2 glocks with 'em

Be in the box wit' em

Tryna box wit' em while they got the ox wit em

Dot the eyes wit' em the whole life's a rehearsal

Cars got the horse power of that old spice commercial

Silence when the Vets speakin

I'm jet skiing wit lesbians

You just seein', wanna just be him

In the casino, spendin petti-cash

No worries I'm the same as what you met me as

Bitches sayin' go ahead wit' your sexy ass

Y'all can have my heart you can get it out this plexiglass

Here's a message to the haters

I'll take money, power and fear, the respect'll come later


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