As we emerge from the woodwork. Step in to the front. Take control. Its like clockwork. Well I knock first. To pre-warn of my presence. About to enter.
[Red One]. Dreaded fist from the Northwest.... . First before my verse, make Boodah bless you. Because he blessed me, in form of smoke from a tree. With abilities to summon powers of the Dreaded Fist.
Uh, Rasaq on the block. . [Hook- Rasaq]. Catch me where them ballas be. Dranks in the air for all to see. Ever since a youngin in poverty. It's hard to be.
It's like clockwork, movin, the hands of time. Four MCs, four minds combined in rhyme(x3). . And it goes,like this. I'll take it straight to that face plate.
[Juju] {Psycho Les}. What what yo. Yeah yeah, you know what I'm saying. One time for your motherfucking mind. No doubt. Beatnuts {exclusive}, Rascalz collabo.
[Hook: Chamillionaire]. Easy to see, when you look at me. That I'm a CCC nigga, yeah I rap now. Moving mix tapes, from city to city. But we heard, that them people trying to move it and crack down.
[Red 1]. . I'm complex from my station, I flex heads like a Hatian. Rockin the mic with solidification. My confederation is the Rascalz. With inspiration, we were movin alien nations.
Madame of ya illness. Red-1 and the Misfit. Diggin up the dreaded fist from the northwest. And this is how we go like. Well let me run down the bio. Of the Misfit.
[Rasaq - talking]. Ghetto status. Color changin' click. . [Yung Ro - talking]. Click clack, two in ya back. Gyea, it's yung ro here. And you listnin to my parter Rasaq on the block.
[Rasaq]. Hey when a nigga contemplating and hating, on minor complications. One of the problems I'm facing, they often mistaken. What's his occupation, where's his job location.
[Rasaq]. Color Changin' Click, Chamillionaire, Rasaq boy!... Ay.. what yall really know 'bout this Texas Boys man. . [Pimp C - Insert] (Rasaq ad-libs).
[Rasaq]. Yung Rasaq nigga. The girls are screamin' my name. But I ain't feelin' these dames. Call me a doctor, I might get 'em to give me some brain. And I don't promise a thang, I can't give you no change.
[Rasaq]. Ye, uh, uh. It's Rasaq, put ya chips up. I ain't gonna stop, till ya whole body chipped up. Dripped up, princess cuts from the wrist up. Sip buck, me n my click up in the buildin',.
(*talking*). Ghetto Status let's go, hey. . [Chamillionaire]. If any of them was on top, he's the throne there's a new king. So watch what you doing, I'm having a mood swing.
Rasaq]. Lay it down, lay it down. You foos lay it down. Lay it down, lay it down. The top I lay it down. Lay it down, lay it down. The drop I lay it down.
[Rasaq - talking]. Uh, uh, uh. . [Hook]. It's the color change. It's the color change. Yeah nigga. It's the color change. It's the color change. Uh. Excuse me miss, it's Rasaq.
Rasaq]. Whew. When it comes to makin' dough, who gon stop it. If money had arms and sockets, it climb in my pocket. It's Rasaq back on the block, back in the drop.
[Hook- Rasaq]. I ain't never gon change, I'm so gutter. My jeans always gonna hang, I'm so gutter. See me rollin' on them swangs, I'm so gutter. See me grippin' on that grain, I'm so gutter.
[50 Cent Insert]. She so fine, shorty she so fine. Shorty she so fine, shorty shorty she so fine. She look good, she look good, she look good, she look good.
[Rasaq]. Ay, ay. I'm not a good guy, Imma hood guy. Get ya hair cooked fry, chook pie. Good bye, and if I rap that besides the point. Bout to take a nine and point, put a slug beside ya joint.