To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

Uh, yo
Well, on your mark and get set (set), can't forget to go (go)
In case you didn't know the flow is Fat like Joe (like Joe)
Yo, you niggedy-know that I'm back, man
You're whack, man, I eat a rapper like I'm Pac Man (uh)
I briggedy-bring it, straight from the cellar (yeah)
Fo' realla, packin' more hits than Lou Piniella (uh)
I swell a nigga in his eye if he test me
You don't impress me, ayo, Books kick the rest, G
Uh, uh (one time for your mind)

Ayo, what up? It's the crew bringing the ruckus, no doubt (yeah)
We's the roughest dream team, Reign Supreme like a Cutlass
Getting duckets (uh), the dough (dough), you can't touch the flow (no)
It's me, the nigga wit' G, the B double O K-S (uh)
So say yes and bust your caliber
When I pop shit and rock shit like Metallica (bloaw, yeah, yeah)
Stakes through the hearts of them snake fake niggas
Them all up in my face, jealous of my tape niggas (what?)
So honey shake your figures and show me what ya got (yeah, blow the spot)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop, uh)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

Iggedy-okie-dokie (uh)
Next nigga to quote me (what?)
I hope he got more miracles than Smokey (yeah)
Won't be no discussion (nah), strictly head crushing (brrah, brrah)
Lead rushin' through your body (uh)
You're in my danger field like Rodney (like)
Howdy, I'll back up in that ass, G, kaplowie (ha, uh)
And now we got the game to a tee like Howie (like, uh)
Allow me, to introduce myself and my peeps (uh, yeah)
Straight from the sewer, stayin' true to the streets (yo, yo)

Well, it's me, Krazy Drayz, bringin' up the rear (uh, uh)
I swear, we got to hold it down every year (swear, uh)
So there (what?), Let me crack a beer and kick my feet up
Turn the heat up and smiggedy-smoke all the weed up (no doubt)
Kids I eat up, wit' a style that's the newest
My crew is getting more run than Carl Lewis (than Carl Lewis, uh)
It's from the sewers, now ya see me on the top (uh)
So stop (uh) and recognize the niggas on ya block (on the block)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

Ayo, MC's is irrelevant and delicate to the texture (yeah)
But this style of mine is well defined like Webster (word)
Ain't a badder nigga raw from the jaw than the jabber-jibber (uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I get Stone like Sharon from Sliver (yeah, yeah, what?)
Equipped to riggedy-rip the microphone to shreds
Dread, yo, come and hit these niggas in the head

Well, I connect my rhymes like Lego, so l'eggo my Eggo (uh)
I burn ya like Waco, you need more than Maaco (uh)
I take it to ya crew and keep 'em moving like I'm U-Haul (uh)
I'm here to school y'all figgedy-faggots like RuPaul (yeah)
I throw a screwball and strike out the MC (c'mon)
And if he temps me, I knock 'em out like Jack Dempsey (uh)
I burn some sensi then chase it wit' a Guinness (uh)
The illest, now hit me with the hook because I'm finished ('cause I'm finished)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (rip shit)

Word up (for your mind)
No doubt (represent)
(Uh, wait, yeah) every day with the rhyme
Word up

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Andre G Weston, Christopher Martin, William D Hines