[Verse 1: Royce] If any one of you players in here oppose me I'll tear your season apart like D. Rose's knee Call me the original gangster - O.G. I'll split your head to the white meat - poultry That's why my legacy starts where your era begins I've taken over this franchise like Jeremy Lin Y'all niggas buyin' your own albums, you pay to sell Who dares to compare an Alpha to a Beta male? You lames ain't as hot as me, look the other direction I'll turn your brain to cottage cheese like some butt injections Baby, that naval piercing just ain't gon' work If your fuckin' stomach lookin' like some balled-up homework I'm the flyest nigga flyin' here... pioneer Try me here, you're dying here I am where the guided... where the iron, where? It's only Just, me and Tony Touch Sippin' Patron out a styrofoamy cup
[Verse 2: Crooked] 50 emcees, how many fans can Tony touch? Special hoes call us testicles, they know we nuts I'm the opposite of horny sluts - I don't give a fuck When it come to shootin', I'm Kobe Klutch Put 'em on mute when they know the boss is speakin' Our album's comin' out before it's supposed to That's how I leave 'em leakin' Pussy, you tampon - I'm in San Juan With some Puerto Ricans that'll merk you in church And ignore the deacon I'm the god of the West Coast A lot of niggas rappin' over there, I'm the best, though House Gang... escrow, nigga, my neck glow Like ODin' on coke, you'll get the death blow I run these emcees like Master J Don't get it backwards like Paul Revere Rest in peace MC Eiht AKs, semis and long clips, I'm from Long Beach Eastside, the city of Crips, cous'
[Verse 3: Joell] You are now tuned in... Man, I hope you've been tuned into the most influential Beat-ruining human being on fluid Puerto Rican speakin', check me out with the... movement I'm Mr. Everybody's Favorite Line Mr. Unofficial Remixer - hop on there and make it mine Mr. Stage Ripper, send that grip and ain't a place and time Mr. Never Front On The Hood - no Mercedes sign Mr. No Missus, just dope bitches takin' fine licks of mine From-behind stick it 'til they taste the slime I'm so gangster, prissy chick don't wanna fuck with me ...like I care, if it's weave in your hair, I've got trees and a beer Meet me in the stairs But be careful, 'cause last time you got pee on your gear I'll never change 'cause I touch cake Fuck crushed grapes Give me Dutch papes and a Touch tape, fuck-face