[Chorus: Phor-One-One]
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer, word
[Verse 1: Phor-One-One]
You musta thought we couldn't get down, you under estimate and smell like shit now
'Cause we be makin' hits now, we been down
We take you MCs to four thousand degrees (That's right)
You others make me sneeze, like infect-u-ous diseases
I tear you into pieces as I hit you with my thesis
I release the vocals that you smoke to
Rollin' with the Skwert in the Green Range, hittin' your terrain
Again and again, on a mission to your brain
The Phor-Eleven verbally assassinate your crew
Don't procrastinate the battle 'cause you scared of what I might do
We married to this shit, Phor-Eleven, Skwert Diggety
Beat your ass and leave you walkin' out, holdin' your kidney (Beat your ass, nigga)
'Cause every time you mention me, your legs begin to rattle (Start shakin')
Crowd start movin' like cattle, we guaranteed to dazzle
'Cause Nadanuf be breakin' niggas down (Break it down)
Like some chemical compounds with the bomb sounds (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: Phor-One-One]
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer, word
[Verse 2: Skwert Diggety]
I brings the shit like dirty diapers, my sniper, lethal viper
Peter Piper couldn't pick 'em little women
My vemon's gettin' hyper, send 'em higher, fill desire
No liar, liar, set you MCs on fire in your sternum
Earner presidentials prime examples
Clearin' samples up the tempo, in your mental, pencil and pad
Lyric fat like Tracy Turnblad, turn bad
You haters heard that vocab
I get up in you like an enema 'cause my perimeter
Be larger than them haters in my diameter, I damage ya
Three-hundred-sixty degrees, you feel my steeze?
Who it bes? Skwert Diggety, can you handle her? Nigga, please
I keep it comin' through osmosis, you knows this
Underestimate me and I'ma split you
Like Moses did the Rea Sea, you heard me? (What?)
'Cause lyrically, I'm on that level, spiritually, it's me
[Chorus: Phor-One-One]
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer, word
[Verse 3: Elmyzik & Manzini]
I'm comin' through like a busted rubber (What?)
Rollin' in my city throwin' up the dubber
You niggas trippin' on me 'cause them styles above ya
Couldn't stand the sinkin' man at first, but now you love her (Man drift)
Times are shiftin', stay spliffed
Eyes don't touch Chinese like kickin' it with me
Now just imagine if we (What?) played our cards right (Blend in with legal)
I give up one of them B hands to give up need to (Why?)
[Chorus: Phor-One-One]
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer
Many emcees but we never be stressin'
Time to go school, partner, come and get your lesson
Write your last rhyme then you bow for the count
Nadanuf comin' through just to make the party bounce
Many emcees but we never be trippin'
Run up on my crew, catch a verbal ass whippin'
Straight to the dome with the terror for the brand new era
Mess around and you need a pallbearer, word
