You must be crazy, spit like you might phase me, If you aint Brave which is really just my A-Team Then I aint tryna hear silly shit that you might say, b Amaze me please an give up the mic casing Alla my life I been spittin it like crazy, Its always been 'Fuck you', Im really just like 'Pay me.' They cant fade me, really just might blaze me, Make sure when you load up the millis, you try aiming Killin the hype lately, they feelin it like crazy, Think you got some skill an you illa then try face me, You cant see how Brave is nothin new to pain? Swimmin in a Henny pool, ridin on a buddah train Flyin on a suicide bomber lettin the Ruger bang You'ont wanna know the stupid things goin through my brain When we on our way to the stage, bout to do the thing An everybody in the place is, "L. Kross! Boombaiyai!" Lmao.. The Champ Is Here!! Somebody go an tell Calibre. pff anyway Me an my team of doggs, out the pound, streets is ours We done seen it all, kings an queens defeatin pawns But I got em checkmated wit this lil team Im on My team is on, summer, winter, spring an fall Tell me what you need we got it all before ya people, dogg If you wanna beef over these geekers then the beef is on Ill blow you outcha sneakers wit the heater drawn If you got an eight at your waist, better leave it on Leave the playas to play. The way that we bang is just gangster, its day after day So say what you say, but dont forget what you said Cause I wanna get it on ya tombstone, fuckin big So big, that besides ya name, thats all the fuck it said So fuck respect, live life like I covet death You can get as mad as you wanna get, Ima double that An I aint tryna rap so putcha pad back in ya fuckin bag Yea, were not impressed with rappers, we rap, this is nothin, lets just keep this movin right along Peelin up, an feel the adrenaline rush Everybody in the whip is wit it, they finna to bust Killin us is a mission for militant thugs, Liftin up wit the fifth an then peelin ya mug This is the deal, grip the steel an we killin you mutts, Is you for real? We aint had to do grillin in months, Thought that we was done witchu actin Atilla the Hun Guess its time to get the Foreman out an start grillin em up Still a nut, get it crackin if you feelin us, Dressin for your grave? I hope you packin up ya swimmin trunks Swimmin wit the fishes gettin vacuumed in a river pump Witout a witness, defense is packin all exhibits up Like I give a fuck, my existence is just a minute run Got about fifteen seconds 'fore the minutes up An when its finished heads spinnin how they quittin us So keep it pimpin pimpin, mind ya business, get ya digits up Lemme quit, I could do this all day.