(chorus)
Coming straight from the boon dox(3x)
(pmd)
Coming straight from the boon dox, when my tune stomps like sasquatch
You better slow down cuz Im top notch
Wit the be-bop, cant you see hopps
Yo, Im swinging wild, g, chill or catch a speed knock
For crying out loud, my style is buckwhyled
Straight from strong isle, peace to the ooh child
A true troop, rugged, stomp in tims boots
No static, ---- uncle sam, I got mad loot
So back up off me, break north you see
I wreck a party in half and then Im swayze
Rap maniac, brainiac on a fly track
? Ive got to zap all those? whos grabbing my bozack
But its mine, einstein, just like the nine
Rockin my jock, loaded for primetime
Im on a roll and the mic doc just cant stop
Bust it, coming straight from the boon dox
Chorus
(erick sermon)
1, 2, 1, 2, mic check and Im packed wit the fire weapon
No half steppin, my nine, a black tech and
Uzi, Im psycho crazy
Dont ever try to do me, baby
Yea, Im still wrecking house, so whats up and a
I stuck a nigga in his gut
Im ? rougest? competition, never outlasting
(what happen e-d)yo, I waxed ugly bastards
I took a stick of dynamite and blew em up, right
Then boom, I knock em out like mike
I throw a clean fight, cant leave it messy
My blow is super like joe pesci
Before I break out, lets make a toast
And after Im finish my drink then es ghost
So mr. bartender, give me a scotch on the rock
(where you coming, e) Im saying peace from the boon dox
Chorus
(p: pmd, e: erick sermon, b: both)
(p)now what (e) I know what
(p)boy, your mouth shut
(e)so get these (what) nuts because the squads butt
(p)popping ying-yang, no skills wit the hand swing
(e)another hit from the sqaud (b) its a small thing
(p)? from the joys of funk, bunk? and make you jump
(e)and pump your hands in the air
(b)soul like a speed bump
(b)down wit def jam
(e)? those scabs rule records, man?
(p)thanks to lyor cohen (e) and russell simmons
(p)yea, but for now child (woo, woo) bow wow
(b)crazy phillie, thats the goal now, boon dox