Lyrics:

(From the end of the last track)
This is Funk Doctor Spot, K-Solo, comin' to ya' live
1996 to 97', Funkmaster Flex

(Redman talking)
I got tic tacs in my mouth with a big dick
But it don't matter, we representin, on some
Real shit, Def Squad, coming to ya live
Splittin these peas from a pod
Yo, K-Solo, drop 1 one time

(K-Solo)

A breaka breaka, one-nine, site
Get off the dappa-vine, guess who's back to shine?

(Redman)
I wish I won the lotterry
So I could tell niggas to suck dick out of animosity
And freeze em' like pottery, and give labotomies
To all you rap colonies, and shut your million dollar investment to economy
Impossibly, might be the one in black leather
Nametag sayin'