Artist: Edgar Allen Floe & J Wheels f/ Nottz, Royce Da 5'9" Album: Floetry in Motion Song: Mighty Floe Young Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash] "Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9" "J on the motherfuckin WHEELS!" "Nottz Raw means, I'm that shit" [Nottz] Lil' nigga, I'm a muh'fuckin monster, I drool when I talk Shit crumble and die throughout the paths I done walked Eyes stay blood red 'cause I ain't slept in a hundred years I'm one vampire that bust heads, get tough guy Thinkin you can fuck wit the boy {UH UH, DEM LIE!} Nuff dem die and fry for that shit, dig it? {DIG IT? Dig it? dig it?} Now what yo' GOD-damn problem is?! {*gun clicks*} I ain't think so, bitch! Sitcho' monkey ass on down Before I putcho' monkey ass on down like you went wild from a zoo {*monkey screeches, gunshot*} Nottz Raw ring bells from here to Kalamazoo You ain't gotta like my shit! Nigga, FUCK YOU~! Listen, there's a big enough muh'fuckin opinions that means somethin And a fourth of that be frontin The other 75% fuck with that real hip-hop Bitch stop - HOL' UP befo' a nigga go nuts! [Chorus: cuts and scratches by DJ Flash] "Real niggaz only" "5'9"" "I be the five-star gener-real" <- Floe "Edgar Allen Floe is that, that dude" "Trust me, I'm as live as it gets" <- Royce "Nottz Raw means, I'm that shit" "J on the motherfuckin WHEELS!" "Edgar Allen Floe", "Royce 5'9" "The illest, the-the illest" <- Floe [Edgar Allen Floe] Aiyyo, you get slapped up in VA Transported to NC, now who the fuck wanna see E?! 10 o' clock news got your face up on the TV Missing motherfuck, from my clutches he wanna be free Break the shackles, Kunta Kinte slave Naw, homie! (Naw homie!) Sitcha ass down, Toby The god speaks mathematics, I will bring noise 'Cause this year, in my cipher, I build and destroy This is grown-man shit lil' boy, you still potty-training Straight outta Raleigh blazin, you still prol'ly hatin And Floe is goin apeshit, breakin the law to the matrix For you there's no escapin, L you facin So take THIS! (THIS) - a small word of advice Stay the FUCK out my path, you truly valued your life? Edgar Allen Floe is lethal, one over zero Keepin the undefined, no effort but still shine [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] GO! Nigga run Nottz ask me for ANYTHING, it's Yung Berg's carrer - DONE Extended cartridge, I call you niggaz food 'cause you get hands put on you at any market, uh! Besides rollin with Gs' is my crew Responsible for the "No-fly zone" in the D You come THRU, you betta call somebody, 'cause we don't care We'll leave witcha legs and leave the wheelchair Uh, we'll sit in ya bushes prepared for a shootout wit a couple of extra militias and pushers If you don't get it, you can get it, forget it, we run the city The bitch, wit me, she pretty, she British, she bring the kitty to the vet! (WHOO!) Ah, nigga I'm lethal, I take ya whole city on All I need is me and ten of my people Ah, nigga I'm a winner, my bitch name is Victoria Ah, I go hard, they call me a go-to warrior, OUT! [Chorus: DJ Flash mixes up the cuts this time]