Intro:    Yeah, yeah yeah. Open your mouth (aaaah). Open it! Wide.      Psycho Les:   I'm coming running at you with an axe, chop you in the hip   Now you fuckin' hop don't don't ask me any questions (questions)   Why too many ears at my sessions   With opions, but not this year (no question)   Strickly answers, Luke dancers, chasing off happy campers   And wanna be rap gangsters, yappin' that shit I don't like   But not tonight we bring that shit to start a fight   So what the fuck? When I hit you know I struck   Knuckle game, test and get munked   Nigga dissed me, forget this and you back in the rhyme with a punch line   Trying to slamp you in broad daylight around lunch time, so what the fuck?      Don Gobbi:   No false assumption, I cut a face just like a pumpkin   Potted up and drunken, grabbin' my balls while gruntin'   You just a munshkin, not even half of the equivalent    My team is militant, criminals who swear they innocent   You insignificant, I turn diesel niggas to involents   You started it, I'll finish it, deminish it   I'm killing it, word duke, I let it known don't fuck with Gobbi   Act a man like rack of lamb and feed the body to the rody   Smokin' Suckas Wit Logic and raised with project lobby   I let you choose your fate, your only crews will wait   I'm heavyweight and when I'm old and great yo I rejuvenate   And duplicate, and slam man like Sumo tournaments   Fake thugs get plugged and missles launched to their coordinates   Hip hop cornered it, a-yo we fear none, rappers hootchies and spear guns   Bustin' threw your ear drums, we leave the ears numb   Get You Open like Black Moon and spot a kill of gorillas   A plattoon of baboons (that stab wounds) to make the shit worse hit up your   soft spaces   A bunch of niggas with court cases and all faces   And torch places and leave the spot crispy, smokin' like a hippy   From now until I'm 50      Hook:   Unciviled (x4)   But now I start to realize      Don Gobbi:   Yo turn the mic on, Ju visualize like nightcorn   You fake thug niggas still sleep with the lights on   You quite wrong thinkin' that your team is like strong   We strangle y'all niggas like pythons, we like flaws   Corona outlaws, 52 Southpaw   Hungary as niggas that'll come out yours   Stick a nigga in a heartbeat, it's the cold blooded Dominican dark meat      Hook