Music: Durrett, Gambini
Bizzy (wit gunfire and explosions in tha background)：
It's time to give up the ghost. [yo, what the **** is this shit?] give up the ghost. [shit, niggas can't even get it on nowadays!] Niggas probably think we crazy up in this bitch. ha ha h
Ot my mob up in this bitch [my cousins fightin' my cousins.], oh and they are ready for war! let me hear my regime, make some mother****in' noise! [my brother fightin' my ****ing sista.
A war going on in the universe against good and evil. [and my daddy . . .] [regime roars.]
Niggas don't give a **** out here, boy. it's a war goin' on out here, you ain't knowin'. can i smoke, smoke? can i smoke? i tell you, it's a war goin' on out here. it's good and evil, man. that'
I'm in my camouflage, mother****er. you boys is off the hook
Bizzy 1:
It's a war goin on and my dogs is raw, nigga look in your rearview and tell me what you saw. i seen this bulletproof nigga with his hand on his gun. i said nigga, you push the gas and somebody
E all scatter from the chit-chat, bang . . .
Bizzy 2:
You think i'm high nigga, you got me ****ed up. i'm lookin' through your eyes, nigga and i'm so tough as shit, coughin' daily. nigga, look the same popped comet comin' at you? who's gonna sto
Say we droppin' these hits--straight platinum, can you hack it? hell yeah, i've been rappin' since you was goin' on, now what's happenin'? run dmc, can you walk this way? hell naw, nigga but
Sure pull my pistol and pop you, stupid mother****ers