Obscure Disorder

[I-Con]. Apocalyptic, born to spit it. Niggas thinking the Lord did it. Regardless of their efforts to be the hardest, critics. Y'all with it, if not my verbs spit shots.

No Tomorrow

[Talking]. Yo you dealin' wid militant goons ya know what I'm sayin?. Necro on the track, peace and love to BK. Far Rock, drop it. . [Verse 1]. I stash concealables under my underables, fuck them other crews.

Momentary Lapse Of Reason

Cruising autopilot the virus. Asleep at the wheel. Momentary lapse of reason. Sneak up on you and peel. Street cleaners so emotionless. Allergic to feel.

It's Us

[Chorus]. It's the N-O-N, P, H, I, X, I-O-N [x4]. . [Ill Bill]. What does that spell? It spell Non Phixion my friend. The Future Is Now, nuclear shower y'all powerball.

If You Got Love

{*Pete Rock scratches various samples at the beginning*}. [Verse One]. I used to be a piece of shit 'til I dropped it, (?) convict. Straight projects, prophets, that's the object.

I Shot Reagan

Chorus One: Non-Phixion. Yeah yeah I shot Reagan, fuck a pagan. ate falafel with Menachem Begin. Who the fuck is Carl Sagan?. Chorus Two: Non-Phixion.

How To Kill A Cop

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww shit!. Eat it out, eat it out, no doubt, no doubt. Check it out, yo. The year 2000 begins a new age for the cop killers, know what I'm sayin?.

Hot 97 Freestyle

[Verse 1]. When you enter my house of worship. Ya crucifix I doubt it only Christianity. Y'all recognize this my man Christ album. Flip the pages of Isis Papers killin' racist.

Futurama

[Ill Bill]. They got AIDS infectin' the globe, Laser weapons and Clones. Comfortable as Presidents, Death, Artificial intelligence. Frozen organs, post-mortem, alien ?.

Four W's

[Verse 1]. Check the scary facts of the where we at. Terrorists pull the teary gas. known to carry gats so we gives a rat. Take ya back fourteen ninety two.

Drug Music

What is the most important thing in-in Uncle Howie's life?. Drugs... drugs and music. [Hook]. "My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb Deep. {*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam dance to it.

Cult Leader

[Verse One]. The cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered. firearm barometers; I visited Andromeda. The human cloner, the donate to my fam organ donor.

Black Helicopters

[Ill Bill]. Had the time of his life a capitalist with a communist wife. Started to fight and did to cats what God did to Christ. Hardly the type to give garbage advice.

Beutiful Mind

[Ill Bill]. They got AIDS infectin' the globe, Laser weapons and Clones. Comfortable as Presidents, Death, Artificial intelligence. Frozen organs, post-mortem, alien ?.

89.9 Promo

[Intro]. Gimme a F, "F!". Gimme a U, "U!". Gimme a C, "C!". Gimme a K, "K!". . [Hook]. We do drugs, Uncle Howie 'til we die. So long as we alive keep it movin' like a drive by.

4 W's

(old man talkin). Why havent you learned anythin? Its all there!. Its all there in toinbe in those books on the shelf. supression breeds violence. your gonna raise the curfew an hour?.

5 O'clock

It's really real, when I feel the way that I do right now. I see all my brothers underground. Pushing up daisies, man, it amazes me. That you can't see where you gonna be.

Feelsolow

Feel so low. Feel so low. . Can you let me go?. Can you let me leave this place?. Im a godless captive of. Something no one knows exists. . Is it wrong to make you love me?.

That Feel Good Joint

Say Somethin

This shit was all I knew, you and me only, I did it all for you, still you were lonely,. If we could have worked it out, but I guess things change,. It's funny how someone else's success brings pain,.