Double or Nothing

Whoop Whoop(8x)<br><br>[Redman]<br>Funky dilemmas, destroy mc`s by process of elimanation<br>Ghetto linger breaks your inner, mind body <br>Got me sold like Hurachis, funk tracks up the ass <br>make peace wit knock-knees, the funk dwella in your cella<br>no one`s betta, pull more Playboy bitches than Hugh Heffner<br>I phase you wit my nasal style I`m able<br>To rock two turntables for oh say like sweet sable<br>Now who`s on the deal I`ll make you feel the real<br>I kill at will wit nine shots in your window sill <br>Or mill, to feel a gust of wind, I must`ve been worn<br>Wit ten of my dusted friends I, I get up in you like Keith Murray<br>Make your whole crew shit stew beef curry in a hurry<br>Make competition leave early smokin the lala<br>Blazay Blah come through your block and open fire<br><br>(Redman`s in the area<br>Keith Murray`s in the area<br>Erick Sermon`s in the area)<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>You best believe<br>Is this mic on word up<br>I swarm like helicopters, after robbers, at fiends gettin dollars<br>The lyrical Street Fighter call me Sagat<br>Blazin hot like the bullet from somebody gettin shot<br>Where ther`s a drum there`s a beat<br>And where there`s guns there`s the streets<br>This option allows me to make my opponents wit degrees<br>From here to overseas, clowns in my mix and don`t know the flava<br>Its the same reason why I threw away my Skypager<br>Magnificent, givin rappers death certificates<br>Wit fly intricate flows by the lows<br>Y`all come out the hype description of this<br>One time Billboard winner, six time Gold record list<br>No one invited me so I crashed and brung the vibe<br>And broke it out like a rash, who?<br>So who do I be? The E, the D-O-U-B the L, to the E<br>Get your blunt leafs and fire it up<br>Get your ZigZags and fire it up Whhhoooo!<br>MC`s you betta stand clear, Def Squad is a world premier<br><br>[Keith Murray]<br>AAAhhhhhh!<br>Word is bond I collect your con getcha gone like a moron<br>I break your little itty bitty styles down to ions<br>My rap style has many many mixtures of murderous poetry<br>And deadly lectures and fixtures, matter fact my rap<br>Sounds be on sickly timin, meaning your brain can`t be defined<br>In the words I be using when I be rhymin<br>Now you can change your whole word back and forth<br>And bring the roughest rapper and I bet you blood he`d cough<br>My rap style is like my lifestyle, rougher than turbulence<br>Ever since I commenced to subject you to my bullshit<br>I compress your chest and perform open-heart surgery<br>And God forbid I outrageous people see the L.O.D.<br>I love beatin you in the head with this<br>Make you wanna run off and go get a psycho-therapist-analist<br>Way nicer than the force intended<br>The nicest rapper that ever came out since you could remember<br>Def Squad