light one In the middle of it hammer, bring niggas more drama Than they baby mama, nigga on my back I'ma bomb ya One man but attack like a pack of piranhas
where ya at? Phife Dawg, I'm over here yo Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here get on the microphone and just rip the track Verse 1: Shaq who the hell is Shaq Attack
thinkin' 'bout jail All the ends, are justified by the means when Jack's on the scene Track the movement, don't lose it 'Cause if he come through the back, he attacks
there and stuck it into his back THE ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS they on a mission they always on the hunt for somethin they always missin THE ATTACK OF
there and stuck it into his back. THE ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS! They On A Mission They Always On The Hunt For Something They always missing THE ATTACK
and Started cryin. I made it down two aisles before some hero clotheslined me. I got up, grabbed a Shovel, and stabbed him in the gut. I pulled it out and hammered
and started crying I made it down two aisles before some hero clotheslined me I got up, grabbed a shovel and stabbed him in the gut I pulled it out and hammered
sayin' you's my cousin Like my mom and your mom are sisters or sumthin' Oh yeah, we down go ahead let 'em in Bah! knuckle hammers to the chin Be down
hoes sayin you's my cousin Like my Mom and your Mom are sisters or sumthin Oh yeah we down go ahead let em in BAAH! knuckle hammers to the chin Be down
Tech n9ne: hey where the camera at? Im tryin to hammer that your glammer got rappers,actors etc havin a damn attack and its that bam and back thats
thumpin' stuffin' Everythin' your producer make is cuddly and fluffy Soft as Kleenex tissue, you with the coalition pushin' the vinyl Funny style, movin' the feminine issue Attack
that Cop coke harder than that, keep your dough apart from your crack Keep a stash in the dark for the trap Man you never know when the narks gon launch an attack
your sorrow, you're gonna die, we're here to stay, We keep looking forward, never looking back, My voice is my weapon, these words are my attack, As
Encircling their foe, the raid begins Their revenge is sought through violence Smashing, killing, stabbing, pounding Iron weapons clash, evil warriors strike Hammers
Subjugation fuels The hatred in our soul Full destruction upon The ones that we all loathe Souls ablaze, out of control Burning hammers from the north
Butchered, born to bleed No known cure for my disease I'll start to slice and kill and maim I'll pick up a hammer, smash your face Torn up, I'll continue
wrapped around an old priest Trying to choke the man Billy looked up from the window to the truck Threw up, and had to struggle to stand He saw that red necked bastard with a hammer
more to learn, it pages left to be read, so put up the front while you jam for the grammar that's poor while i hold the scrapbook that's heavier than the hammer