Artist: Othorized F.A.M. f/ Polite Album: Hot Like Sahara Sand Song: Fuck Ya'll Typed by: Tha Masta [Intro: Lounge Lo (Crunch Lo)] What? (Fuck you!) Fuck you! [Chorus: Crunch Lo] Fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit You know about them three niggas that I run wit So fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit I don't give a fuck about ya gun or ya click Aiyo fuck y'all niggas tht be talkin' shit We could take it to the block, we could handle it So just fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit And just fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit [Lounge Lo (Molly-Q)] I heard a car crash, nigga jumped out and started runnin' Speakerphone talk on the cell, ya man's comin' Staten Island kid, Verazanno Bridge, for real These niggas know the deal, all them cats in the Hill How we Wild Beneen but still slash Tom Guns slash Pill- A-G-E, K.G.B. is how I go crazy with teams Analyze look at the kid, see he's soft, take his CREAM But that's the ghetto, young seeds observin' A lot of fool B1's on the block that's drug servin' Cracks and dope, weed and soap, they gotta get 'em For the best of them night time thugs, don't even mess with them Customers are comin' for credit, or eleven for ten And better yet we gon' do it again, Sue and his friend My nigga Dutch hold it down I stay posted by the Ooh like Radar Ruckus and the tre' pound Buildin' robbers, black down and hoodie twisted O.Q., plenty of slugs to feed my biscuit Twenty-one machine gun funk is illified monkey junk is what I teach right here, BBC is what I speak right here Is what I speak right here [Interlude: Crunch Lo] On some B.B. Conduct, B.B. Conduct, what? Rock a Beneen, shock a Beneen [Molly-Q] Fuck non-believers, car divas, drug divas Bags of eight, Chi Wan, the pussy of Machiba Databank, spit spikes, smoke dynamite Ignite like gasoline, my team be all Beneen Diary unexplained like the City of Atlas Wrap you in the mattress, start screamin' "Wally Mathis" Metal jacket, ratchet, several advocates Average rap catters get splattered, ink damages Slick encompass mic grip Hitless inside my fist, pitch marvelous Pedigrees, change mic degrees on enemies By all means necessary, Beneen blow the ferry out the water, verbal slaughter, charmbreak the border off the fuckin' globe, never struck I spit for gold Chain snatchin' niggas, fuck you! (fuck you!) [Chorus] [Crunch Lo] Lavish fashion, silk shirts, hidin' the gat in Live from the Staten, we gon' make it happen For sake, I want the whole cake for the crew Abide by the rules, connect all these jewels Like Bell Atlantic phones up and down the board I love hustlin' broads, straggle cats with mic cords Adored for my artistry, pardon me God Lickin' out my right arm, y'all just remain calm 'Til the phat bone is lit, that's when it's all over Enter in my realm and it all got colder No hearts, bullets with names and no aim Touchin' up whatever, tryin' to earn ya fame The same old same, documentated, illustrated by an MC Potent rhymes dumpin' off until I'm empty Simply explained, tearin' out ya frame Like a kaleid', multiply, win by a landslide [Polite] Yo yo yo yo Fuck y'all niggas are cowards, you roll wit Cuz you cold bitch swallowin' clips like cold dicks You broke mothafuckas now thinkin' you rich Should I hit 'em with the fifth or just feed 'em to the pits? Bless y'all, Othorized F.A.M. 'bout to wet y'all Run up on y'all niggas in the mess hall to test y'all Pull a pick out then undress y'all Murderin' snakes, Up North style, battle for grapes Let my dogs out the box when we rattle the gates Got you fake gorilla niggas now actin' like apes [Chorus] [Hook: Crunch Lo] And just fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit And just fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit And just fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit [Outro: Crunch Lo] Like a bitch, mothafucka Rock a Beneen, shock a Beneen NahImean? Mothafucka B-E, B-E to be Beneen That's the same tact' Learn how to do it, nigga Get defined, mothafucka So fuck y'all niggas that be talkin' shit Rock a Beneen, shock a Beneen