Now, we bring danger to strangers who claim "to defame the crew! "
Pharoahe, hilltop hoods, never singing the blues
Slinging these new singles for you to mingle to
Australian hip hop but not kangaroos
Change the game a little, rearrange the rules
Your whole frame is brittle man, you came to lose
We drop classics you bastards
My final four defeats sweet sixteens like march madness
It's not passive, it's so ravenous
This collaborative effort is not average
It's magnanimous, thus, my little crew got loose screws
These dudes will put two in your cabbage
One in your laminate, three in your manager's phantom
Don't be a candidate for animal planet
Lyrical savages and cd anger management classes
Look how we handle 'em, we leave 'em in bandages damn it
