(Witness the strenght) --> N.W.A.
You soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka
Thought you were tough, then you cold ran out of luck
A minute ago I know you thought it was easy
To diss me, but you missed me, and that didn`t please me
A song and dance doesn`t give you a chance to advance
I think you better go home and enhance
Your lyrical skills on the real, you can`t swing
On the devine, be off mine, picture the King
Bein all up in the open, hopin you could step to
I be a monkey`s uncle, and you`re my nephew
Climbin on my back while I`m flowin with the tracks
Tryin to learn how to burn - this is what you lack
Air, gas and energy, greater than Con Edison
Fuel into infinity with pure solar medicine
I know what time it is, I clock it on the Sun dial
Chumps are beaten, tied up and dragged for miles
I`m so foul, that at times I`m bad news
Battle me and lose, you win a pair of shoes
Made of concrete, there`s somethin sweet about that
To match your dead man suit and your dead man`s hat
When it`s right I deliver, at the bottom of the river
You`ll be found, gagged and bound, with no liver
I fed it to a kid that always bit suckers
Soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka
Each and every line I design with precision
In the mind I`m inclined, appealin to your vision
On a physical basis - never the racist one
My mission is to see that competition is done
So I do em, throw em to the crowd
Make the crowd boo while I diss em out loud
Girls that wanna battle, I serve em, then I screw em
Next time I see em, I don`t say nothin to em
But then they wanna sweat me, they can`t get me
Keep your cool, you`re a fool to upset me
Illegit, half-wit geek-ass nerd
(I heard the god can`t rhyme) Yeah, fuck what you heard
You got nerve, you deserve to be stuffed in your mouth
Then you can pop shit while your teeth are fallin out
I throw joints to score points at war
Once more I make sure you leave through the door
On a stretcher, I betcha your concussions are rushin frequent
Blow for blow my k.o.`s have been a sequence
Step up of step off, the choice is yours
There`s always room for one more on the floor
You lay down and stay down, until the full count to 10
Unanymous decision - I win
I know you wonder what part of the game is this
If you know like I know, it`s the part you missed
Anybody coulda told you, I`m diesel like a truck to
A soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka
I was gonna let you slide, but I decided not to
Don`t even try to run, cause I got you
Trapped like a rat, your tail bein squeezed
In the trap I set, caught you goin for the cheese
Sayin please doesn`t mean you`re released from the scene of the crime
Tryin to step to me with your bullshit rhymes
You practice in a daily rehearsal
I`m universal, dramatic or commercial
One thing to say about the King is worth big money
Dig, money, I master 120
Okay, you got a gun, now I`m supposed to be afraid?
You pull the trigger, I pull the pin to the grenade
If you catch me in a chest, bust, I`m in a vest
You`ll be blown to the zone of your perpetual rest
Don`t ever try to take me out the box again
Even on Fantasy Island - you`re never gonna win
Your fans are all mislead, cause you`re mentally dead
Count your heads, cause your boys just fled
They ran off and left you, played you like a sucker
Soft shoe botty-ass punk muthafucka
(Witness the strength) --> N.W.A
(It`s just another nigga dead) --> Ice Cube
