Well I heard you wanna come criticize meWell I hope you're strong enough to even trySee, hold up, we ain't got nothing to loseBetter think twice before you try come and find meWith a crew as rough as this you must be crazyHold up, we ain't playing with you'Cause when you hear the one drop and you feel that reggae basslinemusic set you freeHold up Mr. DJ, don't stopAll these troubles up in my mind, well they keep chasing meDub party down the street, bring the musicRepresent where we came up, never lose itHold up, we ain't trying to impress youBlew up this industry, it made me sickSet a fire under all those sycophanticsWe're the new presidentsWe take over soonShe said You don't like hip-hop,then don't keep wasting my time somewhere else I could beGod, I'm joking, please stopLet's take a little more time, maybe see what we'll beAnd you want to know the facts, then learn your historyWe ain't playing games, quit acting like you're near to meYou better hope we don't run you downWhen we see you on the street, have you believing you may be onthe wrong side of townAnd you want to know the facts, then learn your historyWe ain't playing games, quit acting like you're near to meYou better hope we don't run you downWhen we see you on the street, have you believing you may be onthe wrong side of town
Lyrics by The Beautiful Girls