Lyrics:

[Gab:] yeah yeah [2x] [Lateef:] Blackalicious Lateef the truth speaker [Gab:] A little somethin [Together:] Now if you want some you best come with a gun You cant fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung By lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious Complete and grant your wishes So peep the rap and listen You cant be idle you best come trifle But even with a rifle your stylell get stifled [Lateef:] quick [Gab:] Lateef and blackalicious we coming for that dough to get The lyrics that we wrote again Are sounding rather vicous beyond scientific I'll snap like a doberman I'm unable to hold it in I really hope you feel it, check it out Droppin the topic and me apocaplypse Hip hop metroplis we stalkin mcs Dont stop this marvelous three partners This bottomless beat has opened wideness Invitin us inside of its deep rhythmic enviroment A labryinth its violent beings just won't be silent And higher, and higher means to a world (?) Where all I need is prez And that is my rent Just by fatting the rest Who wont admire it Wont rule as a tyrant Dont condone viloence Till the next man trys it Dont tax no pirate Just watch as I begin to shape your world All mcs in the land spanked and baked and broiled Charred and seasoned in a pan - damn Awakened world stagnant even though they always been there Laggin about exposing it to the hearing impaired establishment Raw energy they cant be compared Tag em then we drag them then we finshed - yeah [Together:] Now if you want some you best come with