It's all about a come up man Bustas can't be actin' strange See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang [See I dwell in BHZ, over here you cannot hang] [Verse 3: Juicy J
[Royce talking] yo, yo, this is a J-dogg exclusive D-12, worst fucking rap group ever (You ready?) Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family
Before fiberglass Before parquet Before the word "Doctor" was spelled with a "J" And ballrooms were ballcourts where the Renaissance played Before the hype
a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J. Shine, The
Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J
her on the phone A thousand bucks on Tyson It's fight day and man am I hyped Woah I can't wait to see Mike Boy I'm hyped ready to be my thing Trump castle
cause we're Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype Too Damn Hype (As we go
(feat hype d - , snoop dogg and j kwon) [J-Kwon on Chorus] Yous a youngn nigga you aint ready fo tha game yous a youngn nigga you aint ready fo tha
remember your bar mitzvah, that burgundy label Me and Jam Master had the battle of the big cables Before the Serratos, real vinyls, real tables Skills was the motto, no hype
back like) bbrrraaaackkkk I floated to the top Fully loaded on cock 'Cause once he get the oven this hot he don't stop These frauds wanna sell you the hype
Stop the bus, violent j comes out Barrels to your chest And blow your lungs out Motherfuck a fucking hick I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your fucking
Stop the bus, violent J comes out, barrels to your chest And blow your lungs out, motherfuck a fucking hick I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your fucking
one, one, huh-hah!") Here we go (7X) [Run] Begin it, bust it DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians
You're unbelievable and you're so unbelievable I just wanna make jams To pack the clubs 'n' stadiums With people of all types While makin' the crowd hype
After all that hard work (Kid Capri) Clap your hands to the beat, C'mon, just clap your hands to the beat Freak it now (LL Cool J) One of the biggest
There's my man hanging out at the back Till I cruise slide through the dance floor I've never seen the club so hyped before Get off the mic if you're
about light the splift Everybody in the room, swingin' right to left It ain't a Tribe Called Quest, it's Psycho Les Tone Touch Big Ju getting you hype to death Hype
Hell naw! There's a demon inside'a me can I kill it? Hell naw! Can I kill it? Hell naw! Can I kill it? Hell naw! [Juicy J:] This fish food powder will make you hype