(Ayy, it's all good)
(It's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
Now this ain't the name calling game
See, I can refrain from using names to get fame
Since I'm known to create the kinds of beats that make your rump shake
Records I'll break, but now let's set the record straight
(They thought you was a sellout)
I'm sellin' out tours 'cause sellin' CDs, I'm the one MB
You wanna beat the G? I beat you like hizzos
In the backseat of my Caddy you'll be callin' me Hammer Daddy
I'll work you like a slave, don't misbehave
And you were gonna pay tax on one of my brothers' souls
Hit the street corner, time to play your deuce since I refuse to forget that
Alright, you talked tough, but face to face was a just a trick, bro
They put me in the mix, too legit to quit
I came wit' a long list of it
And in the future, you'll find me on the Billboard
Or on the floor of the sign receiving music awards and it's all good
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh) It's all good
The talk you been talkin', to talk that talk, you gotta walk that walk
Oh, the Hammer man's talkin', so enter the dragon
And once you burned up those that caught in the diss Hammer bandwagon
Suckers, read Billboard and weep
You're in the hot seat, where I'm from, talk is cheap
And when I see ya, the styles you wrote, man
A mean left hook took ya out and it came from Oakland
Check it, you punks don't know me
A true OG, yo, I was runnin' the whole scene
You started talking that mess but I'm callin' your bluff, trick
I thought you knew and boy, you still can't touch this
It's better than the average bro
I'm not the average Joe with the average flow
Yo, I can still do things that you wish you could
You're talkin' all that lip, but I don't even trip 'cause it's all good
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(It's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(It's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh)
I'm fed up, so now I gotta set 'em up
Knock 'em to the ground and never ever let 'em up
But like a trick, he might kick, I'll be prepared to red 'em up
However, if you wanna slang 'em, then we can get 'em up
Black sheep, you're weak, you're meek, you're tryin' to grow feet
Dres, I make ya look head but first, I'mma get your teeth
Talkin' about my mama's where I draw the line, Redman
So when the corners hit yo dome, I'mma blow your mind, so
Since I'm not the run of the mill
I feel the need to say, "You wanna be? You gotta be real"
'Cause if ya ever come my way, like I used to say
"Homeboy, you better pray just to make it today"
I know what it is
The ratta-tat piece of corny rhymes you keep sayin' we don't find worth playin'
I don't front like I'm a gangsta, so you claim that I'm a sellout?
When we meet up on the street, then we'll see who bail out and it's all good
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(Ayy, it's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)
(It's all good) Y'all ready for this?
(Uh-huh, it's all good)