[Pacewon]
What you want wit the underground kings from the Bricks
I`ve been at it since Clyde Frazier played for the Knicks
Packin` 3-5-7`s wit the raw hide grips
Rollin` 4-5-6 on ya cross eyed tricks
War type shit, so get off my dick
I`m wet like Pirelli`s on the vet
Here I go, pull up in the stretch
Ballin` like the Nets, like ten pass ya marks on my net
Woman love me, wantin` lust for me like people do money
They hungry, I might start livin` too lully
Got a A+ average and I`m bound to make honor roll
Jumpin` in and out of holes, lives like geronimo
Put it on wax, make it sound kinda comical
Bitches listen to it while they work they abdominals
G`s listen to it while they out playin` dominoes
Outsidaz try`nna match the face on the article
[Chorus: Young Zee]
To my people from the Bricks keep on
Everybody up in Jerz, keep on
And it wont be long til the Outz invade
So we came to sing this sing
[Hook: Pacewon]
We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)
[Young Zee]
You know my block get cash
Twenty in street wit pop plus hash
Mess around, see a cop get blast
Even the girls get stop by tax
Outsidaz, what, what, what, like today
We doin` it to girls look like Tyra Banks
Drop the CD, girls hawkin` a nigga
They still wanna creep, they know I`m talkin` to Digga
You think you raw, I`mma test your jaw
You don`t have a clue like Ernesto Shaw
See me on ya block, better give me those props
Before I start another beef worse then Biggie and Pac
We got macks and 4-4`s to bust
And we don`t buy clothes for girls, they buy clothes for us
Peace, to my homies doin` time in jail
And to ya niggas that be hatin`, ya`ll can rot in hell
[Chorus: Young Zee]
To my people from New York, keep on
Everybody in L.A., keep on
And it wont be long til the Outz invade
So we came to sing this sing
[Hook: Pacewon]
We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)
[Young Zee] (Pacewon) {both}
You know the Outz spit game
Without rappin` bout my chain and my range
While everybody else talk, sound the same
(Yo me and Zee) {we just try`nna get brains} and run trains
(Yo hot like gun flames, we copped enough grade
Take the story make the front page
All about a man wit a bulletproof coatin` chrome shotty
Ain`t takin` shit from nobody)
And punk ya`ll can make me use the steel and blast ya Coupe D`eville
Hit the right side up, make ya loose a wheel
Outsidaz drunk, can`t walk a straight line
Me and Pace blind off the 1-8-9
(Tell the cops that the gun ain`t mine, some may find and go
All day shine, I`m no joke
Pacewon, the type of man, that you don`t play close
Better throw up ya hands when my folks say so)
[Chorus: Young Zee]
To my people in V.A., keep on
Everybody up in Philly, keep
And it wont be long til the Outz invade
So we came to sing this sing
[Hook: Pacewon]
We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)
[Outro: Young Zee]
Jacksonville, keep on
Little Rock, keep on
Vancouver, keep on
Seattle, keep on
