Clans Posses Crews And Kliks - Heltah Skeltah

[Rock] Aiyyo Son (yo) aiyyo come downstairs Son (what?) 
[batty bwoy] Asshole  asshole  asshole! 
[Rock] There's like six bitch ass niggaz on the corner Son 
(Aiyyo word?) These niggaz is rappin  kickin raps n shit 
Can't tell these niggaz they ain't hype 
They punk smoove bullshit  just meet me downstairs Son 
I'ma set it on these niggaz Son 
[Ruck] Yo I'ma be right there man  I'm gettin dressed now 
[Rock] These niggaz have no idea Son, check it check it 

Verse One: Rock, Ruck 

And one time for your mind, one time for the snitch droppin dime 
Me don't wanna hear you whine when my nine's to your spine 
Glock diss, Rocky, Mountain, energy's from my 
fountain of youth runnin through my brain pounded 
So don't be found in my clutches 
If you don't who Sparsky is, then you don't know who Dutch is 
Don't get snuffed kid, we cause ruckus 
And rock mad domes while we at it who's the first up 
to see blackness like the universe 

Fuck that, niggaz better start runnin for shelter 
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's that nigga from Heltah Skeltah 
Word em up I murder ducks who never heard of Ruck plus 
My mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine that I buck (blahhh) 
Girls demand me, mad bitches I slam the 
microphone you hand me till the judge remand me (what) 
Can we, get along like Rodney, and Rock please 
Put these niggaz in they proper place cause you cocky 

I, be the drama bringer wringer of a niggaz neck 
Wrecker of a set I buck shots with a steel tec 
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin tracks bout they RnRin 
(They heard us comin and turned to track stars, check it) 
I be, never sloppy, I be ROTC 
I rock heads from Bedrock to Yugoslav-ia 
Robbin you and your crew blind yeah we do crimes 
Find that Absolut's fine, or in to behind 
Now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot cryin 
Like Screwface, I in the mood to bash your eyes in 
Devils does know who I