A-Yo

[Intro: singer]

Even though we love you, you know we don't have that much time

To really, really, really fuck with you

Oh even though we love you, you know we don't have that much time

To really, really, really fuck with you, fuck with you

[Verse 1: Fam & Diesel]

I be cuttin' the fuck up and down, side to side, all around

All the time, often now with a raw sound

Who's the man? Damn, fam can jam

Rush, rumble, ram, slam and kickin' tall cans

Stop the presses, hold up, stop the damn presses

I'm next up to flex, mic checks to address this

Feeling, feeling, I got a feeling

Adrenaline, got me trembling, I got the style

Can't hold it back 'cause I'm too damn wild

Oh hell no, a rugged road rebel flow

Hell yeah you know, same brother, Scarface

Braided afro, outlaw, Rottin' Razkal

Guess who? The hooligan you hate to see

Yesterday was in your face but now I'm in your TV

The same nigga from Da Bricks fighting clicks for kicks

I don't care, I really don't give a damn

Smack yo' up and pass you to my swinging Fam

Poof, now be gone, OK

'Cause this is how we play every rottin' single holiday

[Chorus: Fam and Diesel]

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

[Verse 2: Fam & Diesel]

A-yo, a-yo, is it so? Is it so?

Please tell me no, oh no, no, oh no, no

You claim to be schizophrenic but practically panic

When me and my clique roll tight and thick like the titanic

They should have it banned, ghetto pass revoked, stands branded

My choke, you couldn't manage, the yolk do too much damage

Pop goes the Diesel, no, never that

Don't try and dirty-mac, you rodent, you river rat

Raps counter-react, they counterattack

You're a tat for tat that's wack, enemies like that, black

Feel the vibe, feel the beat

Giving props to KRS-One for staying true to the ghetto streets

[Chorus: Fam and Diesel]

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

[Verse 3: Fam & Diesel]

Here I come with nothing ever so harder

Niggas in every hood welcome my style back like Carter

Huh, two times for the hoes, may I expose

To those, my mack daddy ride flows

Flow on then, nigga, hey, don't let me stop ya

Get in my way and I'll stop, drop and mop ya

Like that, ooooh, what ya gonna do now?

Niggas running and ducking, there's a riot going down

But ain't nothing new to my clique or my town

I tell you I'm good with these klickow-klickow

You have to run an over turn when my lyrics start to burn

Like the chronic in the blunt and you can't front on the skunk

That's kicking in like jail toes who knows what the fuck goes on

You tryna play me, you're dead wrong

For all you silly slipping slouches, I be flipping on ya

Pop the lip, I have my fist steady sticking on ya

I mean, man, I'm like amazing and you know ain't no fazing

This Double I bunch been ripping and raging

[Chorus x2: Fam and Diesel]

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

A-yo, here we go, here we go

Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go

[Outro: Fam]

118 - ha!

235 in the click

115, youknowmsayin'?

I got my Road Dawgs, my Cruddy Click

Naughty with the By with the Nature

Youknowmsayin'?

Niggas can't fuck around

Don't know why they act like they can

Hahaha

Yeah

Inglewood/illtown

Do uble I

Double I

Double I

Don't even try

Double I

(hey.. hey.. yo

Rottin Razkals in this, nigga)

My Cruddy Click

My Road Dawgs

Naughty with the By to the Nature

And we out, but we don't hate ya