Yeah yeah we about to bring it to yo ass. Heru, chop shop, shop what? Yo what you rhyme about a lot? Are you that smooth cat pop R&B body clot? Are you that outer space off beat who fucked the beat up? You know you think you so deep but you can't keep up I can't fade it when I hear a lot of bullshit That's why when I grab the mic I unload a full clip Of lyrics Big up to Grams down in Venice Defari start this shit Chocolate Tye will finish Yo yo the lyrical dentist the menace Fuck up more by the minute Leave the scene grinnin' Defari got you spinnin' Money lavish Doin' damage So many below average Not from Dallas but I roll with plenty of Mavericks See bad habits leave you empty handed Stranded and I can't have it Wack MCs take this shit for granted and And ya lose get bruised when you come through Puffin' blunts twistin' brews but still don't have a clue Of what this amounts to Strictly fam rip the program Peace to the Ro-gram I can't let no man withstand the plan in hand Bonified Likwit fam In the Barbershop I get the fresh cuts So what Ya want to do? This the last time I'm warning you In regards to whom it may concern I burn crews with loose screws Choose your weapon or keep steppin' 'Cause right now kid I think you slippin' And ya loose get bruised when you come through Puffin' blunts twistin' brews and still don't have a clue Defari Heru pure as twenty-four karat Black like 28th the barracks The rare kid, rare style Up rock flare style Comparing yourself to us is not fair child This Underground comp Is guaranteed to pump And give crews exactly what they want No time to front Come flyin' from the begin For my time I know kids weekdays to weekends Don't front Quest hit you with the bumps Nothing change I'm always watchin' for these shady ass chumps You want to face off? You treble with the bass off No dope beat in other words you don't even know me Tryin' to show me different patterns like my Saturn On the low key really only out to smoke me Can't hold me Wack niggas think they can out flow me Shake my hand then watch they man try to throw me A beat, when he ain't got no soul That's why everything I do I stay close to home Like 20 inch chrome Defari splash on the streets bringin' heat Surround myself with nothing but my peeps Like Kings, Queens and diamond earrings On a do or die angle like a bishop Turn the fifth up Hiccup Pass it to Todd for lyrical stick ups Get ripped up keep your lip zipped up Get ripped up (tied up) Cause all the long you was sized up Surprised her Now your rides up Brains fried up Wake up Go take a shower take off that make up All the spaced up Can't brake up unit Chocolate Tye, Defari got tight flows like fluid Through a faucet Remember paid is what the boss gets [Hook]