1-2-3 Im up to bat (its trigger treach)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the punani don)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (down with the naughty by nature)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (...
[treach]
Feel the force of the thump funk
Freak the streets, I figure
Picture, payback aint a b****
Its nasty n**** named trigger
A tisket, a tasket
Packs the ghetto b******
All that s*** sellin like hot cakes and caskets
Im slick, quick, flick like a photo, Im mobile
Ill blast it, you get your a** bent like the bogle
I wont cross the street but I might
Me lay like half the way
And if the groove is far for me
I catch a cab to calloway
The wind blew, my buddha went to blast
But teddy was ready with his chair
So we rolled, and he pendergrass
That was some 19-naughty-7 s***, right
The rottin raskalz throwin jam was gonna come leavin dolomite
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up to set it, n****? )
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its bad newz)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (headache & bad newz, headache & bad newz)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (real gs thats hard to deal with)
[headache & bad newz]
Crews try to diss and get cracked like cashews
Heres a new cruddy coalition, headache & bad newz
Little f*** get the d***, my clique is too thick
Im livin fine, with my nine on my m*********** hip
Little cities get mashed out, boy, dont ever try
Down the hill is where I chill, representin double i
Raw clique, load up the nine and c*** the chamber back
Macs get jacked by this rough rugged maniac
My rhymes are brand made, n****, and never artificial
Suckers battle an I get in they a** like toilet tissue
Hit the deck, double I is on a killin spree
If you aint naughty you cant see me on the m-i-c
n***** get wrecked when they step in my section
Always wreckin reckless, so you better wear protection
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up..)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (Im livin for double I)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (love child is on deck)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (so check it, this is the road dawgs)
[member of road dawgs]
n**** what?
You want the most notorious kickin cali killa
Like ice-t Im reckless
Check this, when I be flexin with the correctness
Huh, me and the double i
I got deep down on your female
Im gonna scoop her right
Ima supa fly, that stay faithful
I bet you m*********** catch a nickel plate, fool
My people sing for me to rock this
If you riff you be a myth like that lake about the loch ness
s***!
I got a tight stitch
I thank the hood, I all like this to put a hit out on the first white b****
A small illustration, similar to a photo
So you can see, just how it be
Since you dont know though
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (trigger slash)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its automatic)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (its the steel click)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (wreckin the the steel, wreckin with the steel)
[trigger slash of steel handlers]
Pass me a ? ? ? ? ? louisville slugger
So I can get busy and blow a fuse in this m***********
Trigger slash bringin wreck to the s***
With my n**** automatic, comin straight from the steel clique
You know what comes to show when I rip it raw
These illtown ruffnecks, yeah, we got nuff props
[automatic of steel handlers]
Lucky, lucky whos up next
Its the man bringin mad wreck
? ? ? down my mossie, you know the comps no threat
The lunatic is deuce
Theres no use, you cant compete
Check and push up if you wanna youll be layin in the street
Im fed the f*** up, bustin off until my clips done
Youre straight up dead wrong by thinkin you wont catch one
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its dies)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (representin rottin razkals)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (and it be rottin to the core)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the d-i-e-s-e-l to the extreme)
[diesel]
Thats my word, you get served, doc, but as an adverb
Keep bustin it and get you lip kicked to the curb
Its bad bandit, n****, you just hand it to me
A whigger makin you, wont have a chance to g
It seems to me, in this life span, no one man
Could hold me back
(a-yo, whats f***** with that? )
Im skimpy like the blunt of a three-dollar bag
You f**, I leave you b***** like a pat on a rag
It dont matter, skippin steps on the ladder to the top
When I rock, blow up the spot like an explosive speed knot
My limits has no borders
Runnin like ricky waters
f*** authority, boy, we not takin orders
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (fam has a**embled)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (..
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the name still stands as fam)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (representin rottin razkals)
[fam]
No styles gets phatness, just like class, you a**
Pull up a hole, you talk so much s***
Your nation be comole
So ima flush you like some tiny bowl
Step to the side and then witness a mighty role
Ive been rolled in a new form of hip hop
Rip shop, reality rap stays on top
I knock your brain, to a-nother domain
Its simple and plain
You cant tame the insane
Let me reframe, or should I just tell you my d*** name
Like window its pain for any n**** comin lame
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat, so pitch me, mc
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the punani don)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (down with the naughty by nature)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (...
[treach]
Feel the force of the thump funk
Freak the streets, I figure
Picture, payback aint a b****
Its nasty n**** named trigger
A tisket, a tasket
Packs the ghetto b******
All that s*** sellin like hot cakes and caskets
Im slick, quick, flick like a photo, Im mobile
Ill blast it, you get your a** bent like the bogle
I wont cross the street but I might
Me lay like half the way
And if the groove is far for me
I catch a cab to calloway
The wind blew, my buddha went to blast
But teddy was ready with his chair
So we rolled, and he pendergrass
That was some 19-naughty-7 s***, right
The rottin raskalz throwin jam was gonna come leavin dolomite
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up to set it, n****? )
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its bad newz)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (headache & bad newz, headache & bad newz)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (real gs thats hard to deal with)
[headache & bad newz]
Crews try to diss and get cracked like cashews
Heres a new cruddy coalition, headache & bad newz
Little f*** get the d***, my clique is too thick
Im livin fine, with my nine on my m*********** hip
Little cities get mashed out, boy, dont ever try
Down the hill is where I chill, representin double i
Raw clique, load up the nine and c*** the chamber back
Macs get jacked by this rough rugged maniac
My rhymes are brand made, n****, and never artificial
Suckers battle an I get in they a** like toilet tissue
Hit the deck, double I is on a killin spree
If you aint naughty you cant see me on the m-i-c
n***** get wrecked when they step in my section
Always wreckin reckless, so you better wear protection
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up..)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (Im livin for double I)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (love child is on deck)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (so check it, this is the road dawgs)
[member of road dawgs]
n**** what?
You want the most notorious kickin cali killa
Like ice-t Im reckless
Check this, when I be flexin with the correctness
Huh, me and the double i
I got deep down on your female
Im gonna scoop her right
Ima supa fly, that stay faithful
I bet you m*********** catch a nickel plate, fool
My people sing for me to rock this
If you riff you be a myth like that lake about the loch ness
s***!
I got a tight stitch
I thank the hood, I all like this to put a hit out on the first white b****
A small illustration, similar to a photo
So you can see, just how it be
Since you dont know though
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (trigger slash)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its automatic)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (its the steel click)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (wreckin the the steel, wreckin with the steel)
[trigger slash of steel handlers]
Pass me a ? ? ? ? ? louisville slugger
So I can get busy and blow a fuse in this m***********
Trigger slash bringin wreck to the s***
With my n**** automatic, comin straight from the steel clique
You know what comes to show when I rip it raw
These illtown ruffnecks, yeah, we got nuff props
[automatic of steel handlers]
Lucky, lucky whos up next
Its the man bringin mad wreck
? ? ? down my mossie, you know the comps no threat
The lunatic is deuce
Theres no use, you cant compete
Check and push up if you wanna youll be layin in the street
Im fed the f*** up, bustin off until my clips done
Youre straight up dead wrong by thinkin you wont catch one
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (whos up, its dies)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (representin rottin razkals)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (and it be rottin to the core)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the d-i-e-s-e-l to the extreme)
[diesel]
Thats my word, you get served, doc, but as an adverb
Keep bustin it and get you lip kicked to the curb
Its bad bandit, n****, you just hand it to me
A whigger makin you, wont have a chance to g
It seems to me, in this life span, no one man
Could hold me back
(a-yo, whats f***** with that? )
Im skimpy like the blunt of a three-dollar bag
You f**, I leave you b***** like a pat on a rag
It dont matter, skippin steps on the ladder to the top
When I rock, blow up the spot like an explosive speed knot
My limits has no borders
Runnin like ricky waters
f*** authority, boy, we not takin orders
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat (fam has a**embled)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (..
1-2-3 Im up to bat (the name still stands as fam)
1-2-3 Im up to bat (representin rottin razkals)
[fam]
No styles gets phatness, just like class, you a**
Pull up a hole, you talk so much s***
Your nation be comole
So ima flush you like some tiny bowl
Step to the side and then witness a mighty role
Ive been rolled in a new form of hip hop
Rip shop, reality rap stays on top
I knock your brain, to a-nother domain
Its simple and plain
You cant tame the insane
Let me reframe, or should I just tell you my d*** name
Like window its pain for any n**** comin lame
Chorus-
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat
1-2-3 Im up to bat, so pitch me, mc