shake ground in the eighth roundBax better break downFrom the beat the wild tone jump in the cycloneStyles yes i knowWe're the team maximePut 'em up what the ****Stuff they can't
breatheOff the wall spitting n***a we're in the
tag-teamWhat's up now? jump down stuff they cant
breatheYo! you kno the routine the demon effectPlease dont step you wanna be one of my pet peeve'sThe more beef the better sound strange but you all wanna
creep togetherOk? in the club what a cheesy sweaterWhy not we got so much street credit the rookie police let
usNow that's bull-ish cuz we dont act sweetCuz
moving it's on nowMaking it punk rileShaking
the funk rileRip it apart styleFakin' the funk
palDunk watch the punkWhat now watch your
him again05 serving them sinsOr 30 your friends get
knocked out turbuline windPunk'd out what you want
take a look at my grinI'm a fish you can tell by the
flippers fin'sC'mon yo! i got a wack style the offspring joke with 'emThe distort
streamWho am i? relate who iCruising your bed
how to live in julyArea 51 stereo vibe gun liveHere we go west soldiers we drop someWe're the
kids in the hall with the new lactateBlast from both
angles a bulldog saintSo get up get up let the sound
hit yaSnap the style picture uh!(repeat
chorus)Verse 3:Who the **** upon a shellfishIn any your style playing the blitzDrilling your
brain like rap video-gamesBut it's a **** the
styles get any of your fameYo! what kind of stuff is he
onReally its styles c'mon punk shove offYou
really gotta be gone ripped out of your brainScript over
your lip to dispossess your gameWhat's with this
me kibbles n bitsWe're in the street the
globe i can't fixGet it? i'm sick with it when
i spit the venom it drip's up in 'em it
get's the women in a quick dilemmaWe can settle it