feat. Champ, Ill Knob & J-Boo
  
  [Chorus: Champ]
  Playas keep it movin', waste no time, waste no time
  Keep it movin', baby, movin' all night
  
  [Ill Knob]
  Yo, shorty's ride the shaft, Knob-a-ra ain't for bluffin'
  I ain't had enough of nothin', so what you buffin'
  I stay drinkin', breath stinkin', fuck all that fantasy
  Half is Alaze, the other half is Hennessey
  You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you too
  You got stash and pizzazz, baby, and I bet your flavor's raspberry
  Let's take it back to the telly, so you can feel the raspberry jelly
  As I rub it on your belly, exotica, erotica, who's a sapricotica?
  Shottin' your, everything I want, is what you got in your
  
  [Trigg'nomm]
  If I tell you I don't love you, then you catch a fit
  If I tell you I still love you, then you wanna get lick
  Trigg'nomm, donna don, twelve twat like batons
  Move smooth like the Fonz, stay focused
  Life's ferocious, at times I feel hopeless
  Through the power you judge, keep a black man nourished
  Worth more than treasures, and all forms of pleasures
  Drastic measures, wish you had that, stay clever
  You here to legalize loyalty, whatever, man
  I'm feelin' you, eye to eye, sizin' up the real in you
  Reign bring pain, no gain if I ain't healin' you
  Flame it on the ill in you, claim me when you stealin' you
  It's your world, ma, it's the mentals I want
  Wish you had that, I wanna head hunt, protect ya
  
  [Champ]
  Now ya'll can tell me, who's the mack of all on
  The Champion, lay back to the mats and the front
  This ill thug, like the flip shit wherever I be
  For the Boogie Down Bronx to the Q.B.C.
  To the red light, to the green light, to the 1, 2, 3
  Like S.W.V., get you weak in the knees
  I'm on a roll, out for the kill, make you jump like Dru Hill
  Touch me, if you want, never, you locked up
  You need a fist, get bruised, and black and blue'd the fuck up
  You need to touch up, follow my team and get lead to blow the fuck up
  Blow the fuck up, blow the fuck up
  
  [Chorus: Champ]
  Playas keep it movin', waste no time, waste no time
  Keep it movin', baby, movin' all night
  Playas keep it groovin', waste no time, groove it right
  Keep it grovin', ladies, groove it all night
  
  [Itchy Finga-Sha]
  Shorty plump plump, with the biggie rump rump
  Make the infer wanna hit me, huh, huh, huh
  Exchange friction, conversation got her drawers up
  You pussy fuck 'em, she was hold when he was knowin'
  Uncomfortable dims, get my props up to the ceiling
  Exchange combo's, and oh what a feeling
  Too late you can't escape the wait, available for the weak or great
  Collect some inner strength, next round, another four left
  Status is me on defense, I guess that's just my sequence
  Quick shift by, and four gas V.I.P.
  Six feet to R.I.P., rollin' wit The Massive
  The Massive, The Massive, The Massive, what, what
  
  [J-Boo]
  Who keeps it hot, who keeps it locked
  Who blowin' spots, since the red bees blastin' through your block
  Got you, pressure risin', body leakin'
  My team is shitty, I got you stinkin', no time for blinkin'
  Cash Rules, that's why I got fools to pack tools
  Diamond jewels, or brown star quality shoes
  I'm makin' moves on 'em, a platinum team gettin' ruled on 'em
  Protect Ya Neck, Massive style, spit and drool on 'em
  Drop a stool on 'em, what
  
  [Naisha]
  Once again up and bang this, nothin' changes
  Feet or hands to the world, with my language
  We be on a rapper famous, ill brothers givin' brain damage
  Hittin' horror, be with slammin' harder than a hammer
  Jump on rope, plus I slam you, with my boxing
  I be rockin', pro girls stomp it
  Always under siege, swingin' for a hip hopper
  Then I bring 'em on topper, so you know my shit is proper
  Hit you like that lah, have you open like an opera
  All ya'll fake rappers after '98, I stop you
  Drop you, darkness like Outer Limits
  To defeat the devil, cause he wasn't on my level, lyrically
  
  [Chorus 2X]