[Lil Knock]   Come and say laugh time is comin love   And give 'em one   What? Dickin in the bed fiend   Say ow, licka fam   My style don't leave one and gal   Here come Black Stal'   What? Them never know me   So strong, gal   Now, I just wan' get rid of action   Me not gon' rhyme, ya use protection   Soften up ya lips for this   We come fonder, we come sounder      [M.S.]   When I do my thing, I move the crowd like aura   M to the period S, it spells horror   Makin others in my space take deep swallows   Sorta like a barber, step in my parlor   Gotta stick wit the nicest, so I light this   Light that bulb in my head, just off excitement   That trifeness I don't deal with, because it stress me   You wouldn't know how to act, if you wasn't S, g   All my M.F.C., we mad thorough   For years to come, our shit will bump through your borough   And stay, while pay, the stack like couch   If you don't know by now, you never figure it out      [Top Dog Big Kahuna]   Aiyo, once my niggas start feelin vibe, they pull out they nines   Do think it's body bulletproof, I'mma show you his spine   Get loose one time, hop back the 4-5   Whoever think they clappin, can't happen, handle your B.I.   'cause once I call my M.F.C., they wild out   If you don't wanna be a part of this, then just brake out   You don't got it all   To many M.C.'s claimin they harder, soft like my balls      [Doc Holiday]   Chew on this   And if tomorrow never comes, fuck it, I'm wit my sons   Blazin buns in the back room, with D.O., Cal and Ones   Got my mic check by Cleo, C.O. bitch from Riker's   Met her on the Av., tight hold the top wit biker   Short, pussy fat, first place, I chase the cat   That brakes his arm, word is bond, D-O-C is holdin heat   Wit the force, no doubt, to knock your ass off your feet   The choice is yours, hospital or the morgue      [Chorus 4X: Lil Knock]   You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow   You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow, whoa-ho      [Louieville Sluggah]   This be that bomb shit, strong arm shits in your garment   If there is a problem, I'mma see you into promise   Truly yours, 'Ville Slug   Got your shorty, pissy off the Henny, then she drop the drawers   G.C.'d all day, even by my lonely, all ways   Reppin full stretch for the pay      [Starang Wondah]   I take off my coat, pass Sean Price the L   Bitches on the side, sayin "Starang nice as hell"   We shit on these rappers, they in hell, twice the smell   My niggas in jail, forever screamin life is hell   I might as well pick up the cell, call my bitch Rakel   Who used to be my shorty, hop friend, now it's hard to tell      [Louieville Sluggah]   They say we cock-eyed, Eye of the Tiger, just like Rocky   Can't help it, when we ride shit like a jockey   Non stoppin, hit the stage, rockin and shockin   In stealth shit, for them bitch niggas not likin      [Starang Wondah]   Aiyo this is the Boot Camp show, I'm your host   I love French toast and bitches that's high post   My M.F.C. back niggas down that try and get too close   Me and Henny gettin high on flights coast to coast      [Louieville Sluggah]   And once we touch ground, shit, that better be on flow   Grand tour, had better be ready to roll      [Illa Noyz]   Ready to roll, whether rhyme time or hold stroll   Slay Mongol, here to let you know tomorrow's not show   I blow, sure to bogust, that thing ain't so tough   Like any 4X4 on doughnuts, you better hold up   Show guts, I'mma spill 'em, hot letta drill 'em   Lyrics evolve around your dome, like Chuck you chillin   I'mma slave to the rhythm, they know how I hit 'em   Noyz is the undersea, circumstance niggas become victims   They know I'm gon fix them, up with the meth   I'm fed, I mean, I'm dope like heroin on the scene   You should come clean, rhymer says you get hit with something   I'm headhunting, like football players when they crunchin   All that for frontin, you should learn to listen   Showin ya acts, your dead like Apollo in exhibition