[Shag] Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War") Ding Ding Muthafucka It's round two I got my nuts and my denim, fool You think we gonan bow down to some punk ass niggaz We from the evil side, boy
[B-Real] In about four seconds some east side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10 I suggest you stay tuned muthafuckas
[B-Real's verse] It takes two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you hoes With "No Vaseline" You could be the big fish Bring your drama Fuck your mama I'll bring the pack of piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it Ice Cube is a thing of the past If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in your ass You're the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now get down of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to sucking
You try to remake NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's cool But you're fuckin' up with Mack 10 Silly little philly I'm back tearing' Can you really see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat little frame How can I miss? I'll twist your cap and take your name Analyze it My name should be Mack 11 I'm a higher caliber MC There's no question Anytime you wann run up You get dealt with You get melted "Check Yo' self" (bitch check it) Ice Cube, you better tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best songs on your third album (biatch!) Shag (spoken): You and Wack 10 Can't deal with this Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest Fuck y'all So what'cha wanna do? Bring it on, nigga This is Shag from the Neighborhood Family Shag's verse: Mack 10 is a bitch Suckin' Ice Cube's dick But what you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the streets And fight like real g's What you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with these Ain't never had a strap Now you wanna gangsta rap Come can't to your hood 'Cause you're scared to get jacked Fuck peace, this is war Everybody on the floor When I see your fat ass I'm takin' one to your jaw Fuck you Fuck your mama Fuck your whole clique Better yet, fuck every nigga that you're down wit' Unoriginal Can't stand bitch made niggaz Ice Cube, youse an actor Not a muthafuckin' killa What neighborhood you from? What don't you ever done? When the shit goes down You the first one to run Everytime you talk Got a mouth full of drama Only missing you done Is going to church wit'cha mama B-Real's verse: You got the Real-a Swingi' of fmy nuts Cube Killa Break yourself niga, huh! Give a lick-a You ain't a killa You a busta Muthafucka Bitch made niggaz I never trust ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"-- Hoes like you can't figure out where you're from Are you from South Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the only thing you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's nuts Now he's all in your guts You wannabe like him But you got no skills If he's the king You must be the queen of the Hill But I shank the Cube's fat neck 'Cause "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a bitch don't get no respect No doubt Westside Connections means Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are down wit' my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my shit And you don't know one bitch on my dick But yours is best get a blood test for your kid Only bangin' you done was with toy figures Your mama wouldn't let you hang With real g niggaz Bring your clique on You wanna scrap So let's get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) Mack 10 I gibe you a year I guarantee You'll realize that you're getting' fucked And you'll run to me You pretty little trick You look real sweet (Mmmm!) I should make you one of my hoes like Cube was for Eazy Doughboy, you're fuckin' around wit' the real Cuban I'm no fictional Scarface movie land bullshit Actor, studio gangsta You should win an award For most outstanding wax banger Fuck what you been through What you're going through East Side family, nigga What you wanna do?
[Shag] Eastside! That's right nigga! East muthafuckin' side 'Til' we die, nigga! Fuck all you punk ass niggaz! Cube 187 Mack 10 187 Any other unk ass nigga Who wanna take this beat 187 We hit niggaz up like that We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, hoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride nigga No love for none of ya'll punk ass niggaz East coast nigga, West coast We don't give a fuck Talk shit get shot, nigga That's how we feel, nigga Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress Hill Yeah, I thought you knew nigga I represent muthafucka How does that sound nigga Cypress Hill Family They're gonna fuck all ya'll biggaz (Chris Tucker sample: "You got knocked the fuck out man…) (Cypress Hill sample: here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man...)