M.I.A
DJ Jazzy Jeff Lyrics

Shit sounds like some old wild western
The instrumental sounds like a theme from a western movie

Shoot em up, O.K. Corral
The lyrics are violent, like a shootout at O.K. Corral

Blowin up spots, Missin Linx
The group Missin Linx is gaining popularity and recognition by making hot music

Better run that
Respect their skills and run their music

Prepare your eardrums
Get ready for some tough rhymes and beats

For one of the ruggedest raw MC's
Introducing a raw, authentic MC

To ever bless the mic device, Rhymes Galore like Busta
This MC has an overwhelming flow like Busta Rhymes

You musta been sniffin that shit
You must be out of your mind to think you can compete

To think that you could fuck wit me or any of the members of my click
To think you could challenge me or my crew is ridiculous

For that matter, wit ya chitter-chatter
Your talk is meaningless and irrelevant

Makin your body parts splatter
Their rhymes are so powerful, they can make your body parts shake

Send you an e-mail bomb and erase your data
They can attack you with virtual weapons, like e-mail bombs

Now you're clueless, wonderin how I do this
You're lost and amazed at their skills

Simple and plain, I run wit real niggas and squads that carry Rugers
Their crew consists of tough individuals packing guns

Aiyyo I shit you and noyds and spit that shit called noise
Referring to their ability to speak and rhyme with impeccable style

Got your boys losin poise, kickin Stories like some Toys
The competition has lost their composure, like kids losing in a game

Wit the kung-fu grip, don't trip
Their rhymes are tight and solid

Watch the crack or break your mother's fuckin back
Be careful, or you might end up hurting yourself or someone else

Flip script and watch me act like a legend
They can change the narrative and make history

Got you pledgin your allegiance
Their fans are loyal and dedicated

To the three men, potent 'cause we semen
Referring to their crew, they are powerful and strong together

Let me control all sons, leak shit, we come wit tons
They have numerous tracks and are fully in control of their artistry

You could never see these ones, just our mothafuckin guns
They are unstoppable and deadly like guns

M-I-double-S-I-N Linx, Missin In Action
The crew's name is Missin Linx, and they are missing in action

The Artist Formerly Known as Fashion
One of the crew members is now known as something else

By the way my name Attack, first name Black
One of the crew members has the name Black Attack

Problemz
One of the crew members is called Problemz

Put it all together and ya'll still couldn't solve em
Even if you combine all their names, you still couldn't take them down

Oh ya'll niggas talk the slim shit
Referring to the competition, they talk a lot but don't have much to back it up

Don't make me have to rewind this back
Don't make them repeat themselves and go over their skills again

Black Attack got the Feds lookin for dimes and crack
Their lyrics reflect on real-life situations, like being wanted by the police

None of that though, we been unloaded, fuckin blowin
They've already disposed of any illegal items and are making good music

I exploded, fuck is ya'll smokin, sounded corroded
Referring to their own skills and flow, they are on fire and the competition sounds rusty

Ya'll know my status, fuck wit dime pieces
People know who they are, and they only associate with high-quality individuals

Twist Godfather's full of berries 'fore I bless the aparatus
They can twist ups some papers before they start making music like the Godfather blesses his victims

Who the baddest or the realest, niggas feel this cross seas
They are the best and most authentic artists, and their music is reaching international attention

While you shinin wit diamonds I'm flossin wit trees
While other artists show off their wealth with diamonds, they only want to celebrate and enjoy their music

Ya'll niggas'll never manifest the lyrical text that I posses
The competition can never match their lyrical abilities

Burn your chest hairs like Jack Daniels when I dismantle
Their rhymes are so fiery, it can feel like drinking Jack Daniels and burning your chest hairs

Your whole persona, that's my word to marijuana
They can destroy your entire image and persona, and they swear it on marijuana

Blaze a nigga like gonga, don't make me have to remind ya
They can put you on fire like ganja, and they won't hesitate to do it

The shit I drop on you, about 29 bars ago
The rhymes they're saying is old news and not relevant anymore

Prob's the pro, flowin without question, recollectin
One of the crew members is a professional artist, and he can flow without hesitation

On shit I did in the past, blaze and get Cash like Johnny
He reflects on his past experiences, and he made a lot of money like Johnny Cash

Need me? In the back wit the fat sack of chronic
If anyone needs him, he's in the back with a big bag of weed

Now you know I can flow though
The next artist can rhyme just as well as the previous one

Wit no dough, flip promos in slow mo
He can still make great music without a lot of money, and he can showcase his skills slowly

Light the dro though
He likes to smoke weed

Fuckin wit Black Attack, now that's a no-no
Don't mess with Black Attack, or you'll have a big problem

Nuff the bullshit, niggas better stop comin partial
Stop half-assing things, and commit to your craft

Ya'll want to play captain, Sean Black'll play the marshall
If you want to lead or act like the boss, he'll put you in your place like a marshal

The biggest, largest, Ac coupe kamikaze
He's living his life to the fullest and right now, he's driving in a big car

Hoppin out the Expedition, twist diggy off the gongy
He's getting out of his car, getting high, and enjoying himself

AMB shit, since 1992 minus 4
He's been doing this for a long time, since 1992 but now it's four years later

Comin through, blunts and brews, Q-you wit mobs and crews
The artist is coming in strong, drinking beer and smoking weed with his crew

Now who you? 'cause I don't hear no noise from your cypher
He doesn't care who you are, or what you say, because he doesn't hear anything significant

Fuck around wit this and get twist, we be some lifers
Messing with them can lead to harm, and they're in this music game for life

For takin yours, breakin yours yo I'm started
They can take your stuff and destroy it, and they're not afraid to start a conflict

Now check the middle finger for foes dearly departed
He's flipping off his enemies and hoping they'll never mess with him again

Chorus 2x
Repeats the hook of the song