Time To Rock Our Shit

(Intro)
(Freak it now)
Knights will come, be advised
Theyll come for them
Be advised theyll come
Someones sure that theyll be here
(Double K)
Yo Thes, what (what up?)
Can you rock the mic?
(Thes One)
A ha ha, my mellow my man, its like ridin a bike
Uh, Double K
(Double K)
Whats Up?
(Thes One)
Can you rock it?
(Double K)
Like ridin a bike, but only with training wheels
So what, shoot the gift and let them know the deal
(Thes One)
I shoot the gift like NRA members on Chris**as
Morning warning rock MCs like isthmus like a principal
(Hook)
Im the principal, our crews invincible
Under The Stairs
Impairs auditroy of your whole municipal (municipal?)
Code area, attack like malaria
Concrete jungle bundle of joy
With bobby-boys
Its scary to think our tape destroys your crews hopes (what?)
I cant cope with that, say no
Put it on a DAT, Double K
Cause everything I say will one day give away
Or another recovered in its original place
Signify this straight caligrified verse
Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a herse
(Thes One)
Only thing worse, chaos bursts the eardrums, the P
Making the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally
Fat like chunky here, but not out for radio play
Heres a crew wa*****ng the wax my mind space
Tight A, not Navy deals, no way
Pets for three sixty five days
I add a fourth cause I leap year
I leave tracks like Amtrack
Battles theP and Superman
After that your crew will try and forget like Izoin(?)
Its the Amistad, man Beckets(?) know it better
I rip it all up like a letter for the principal
(Hook)
(Thes One)
Chaos bursts...(Double K cuts in)
(Double K)
(Unintelligible) my crew bad as milk
Thats one, lace the track
Like a blunt with the weird smell
*****, your stunned
Other from the brothers with another monkey(?) *****t
Put the viddy(? ) on the stick and make sure it dont skip
Hip-Hoppin is rarest, punk
You know you wanna admit it
All these crews runnin around with wack tracks
They dont get it, the gettin distressed (word?)
They gettin me mad
(Thes One)
So what you sayin, Double K?
(Double K)
Just put that *****t on my tab
Dont feel like dealin with it now
Ill deal with it later
See, the mics in my possesion
Yo, so while she did it
To the minmute
Stupid frontin since we first stepped in
Brought it back a couple of times
Now you give it a grin
First you tell your homey,
'Yeah man, that *****ts fresh! '
Didnt know this kinda *****t could be lurkin the west
We puttin hair on your chest
We flow with no hesitation
Late radio stations aint allowed on these premesis
Millions hearin this
Late at night like domestic violece
Smackin you the ***** up
Until we get some silence (word)
Keep you like Judge Judy on the mic
Puttin up a fight
Rollin hard till the break of daylight
So next time you corny *****s wanna come hardcore
Go listen to Lil Kim (word...)
'Whats the time? Time to rock our *****t '
(Scratched until end in various ways)