What side you on, you want alive? It's right here   Don't look any further while your vision is clear   A lotta fog in the mist tryin to throw you a curve   All these rappin thugs gettin on my last damn nerve   You eat the same piece of cake day in and day out   That tired ass flavor gets played out (no doubt)   You say that tag along warning to a rhyme for the rest   When we rock all the people say "yessuh"   We fresher than alla these miggy-figgy-niggies on the mic   The scratch, you know the wickywicky words to match   You still playing catch-up, fall far behind the line   Trying to cut, but you wasting your time please, come on dude   We the Five Deez, superior rhyme steez, don't have our own style   We got styles plural, you still caught up in yesterday   Steppin and fetchin, gettin swept away   Futuristic black holdin mics like soldiers hold weapons   On the attack im reppin, Cincinatti's finest no question (give me five)   Now you say Queens City      Throw your hands up in the sky   Wave around from side to side   We about to get fly      Roll my glock over on a sucker who's locomotive   I'm moving in like the ocean, devotion within my rhymes   Same year, last time committed crimes like a felon   Three fifty seven lyrics can bust you up like melons   They ending when I'm dealin at five hundred decibles   I'm yellin "Five Deez" tellin cities and countries before me (say what?)   I'm lucky, these other cats bore me, cold and plastic   I turn the crowd into elastic, I'm stretchin them to the left   And get pulled to the right   Like a periscope, seeing over normal eyesight   I rock all night, so you can roll through the day   Feelin the rhythm to hear my rhymes in delay   I give em what is needed while you just form what they want   Who gonna get jumped, chump? Crunk brothas   Bounce to my jams like blubba, we doin it for lovas   While you suckled with the hatas, on the crossfada   And you say Queens city      Hey, you can call me on your mobile phone   Or grab a pen and a sheet of paper and write a letter at your home   You can download my music off an internet site,   Or you could be mixtapin it, we'll still be creatin it   You could have a compact disc, with vinyl gratin' it   Vibrations, be still, and keep the vibe waitin   A watcher or a reader, a loner or a leader   You could be the one that make the party cold or make it heat up   (make the beats heat up)   Bust slow to my motion, from the highest mountain to the bottom of the ocean   You want it? Final attack, get attacked on DAT   Cause and effect, it's because we wreck   There's no flaws to detect   So don't pause the deck   Local or international, took galactic respect   You could fall from the pressure   Or could you take the weight   (and rhythmic break)   And you say Queens city