Lyrics:

From the east.. (fades)x3

I boom and I bash and I bash and I boom (uh huh)
I come 40 deep when I enter the room (uh huh)
With the boom boom digga wanna zoom zoom (uh huh)
Watch how we creep and sweep like a broom (yeah)
Cause this is the sound of the mighty INC
Makin history Niggies wanna be like we
I roll wit LD and Paula with the P
Can't forget Lashea (yea)
juice to the trey (yea)
23 years old sista with the soul
Everybody's born to roll and and gettin swoll
Im gonna break it down for my niggies over there
So peep the process and not the one in ya hair

Ya know it over till its over
Ya know it over till its over
Ya know it over till its over
So bust this:

Mics get damaged Like jean suits when i get loose
And jack roots for samples that make me wanna trample
Maim, mutilate, dismember, dismantle
Whats my handle, Digga from the bush
And please dont push, im on the egde
Look
at what took
many years for hell to cook
Im comin for you, so you better read ya good book
from front to back cause when i attack
you be lying on the ground with ya fuckin head cracked
Ya shoulda stopped rollin dice
Brothas know im nice, i been that way for life
Catch wreck at the show and then on yo wife
so niggas look out here we come
its the INC y'all dont really want none

My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down)
I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down)

My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down)
I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down)

Break it down baby brotha
Break it down baby brotha
Break it down baby brotha
Break it down

Check it out:
You got a look on ya face like ya wanna take mine
Whatever ya feel, whenever ya feel fine
Everybody's mentality around me
Is the epitome of wanna be a G
But wake up get up clear the funk from yo eyes
recognize the INC is on the rise
B bass bombin all the way to savanna
Straight from Medina not white like Vanna
Black and as a matter of fact yo bust that
um, digga wit the um, bigga boom then you got
that with tha mad snap hat to get ill
can ya feel the skill from the woofa grill
of your coupe deville
I know ya can and if ya can then cool
aint nothin like the b bass boom

It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant fuck with me

It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant fuck with me

My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down)
I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down)

My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down)
I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down)

Who is the crew comin thru with the A-C-E The I-N-C
Who is the crew comin thru with the rough stylin The I-N-C
Who is the crew with the Brooklyn mentality The I-N-C
Who is the crew to break it down with the 1-2-3 The I-N-C

Break it down x 7

Check it out:
it's the individual residual visual
get dissed if ya step to this dont miss
when ya aim to maintain and feel no pain
tell me can you stand the rain on yo brain
chain reaction I see the niggies and the hotties
with they bodies complete with satisfatcion
so when you see the Ace comin thru wit da crew
this is how we do (right)

It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant fuck with me x4