[Chorus]
Coming straight from the boon dox [x3]
[PMD]
Coming straight from the boon dox, when my tune stomps like Sasquatch
You better slow down cuz I'm top notch
Wit the be-bop, can't you see hopps
Yo, I'm swinging wild, g, chill or catch a speed knock
For crying out loud, my style is buckwhyled
Straight from Strong Isle, peace to the ooh child
A true troop, rugged, stomp in tims boots
No static, ---- Uncle Sam, I got mad loot
So back up off me, break North you see
I wreck a party in half and then I'm Swayze
Rap maniac, brainiac on a fly track
?I've got to zap all those? who's grabbing my bozack
But it's mine, Einstein, just like the nine
Rockin my jock, loaded for primetime
I'm on a roll and the Mic Doc just can't stop
Bust it, coming straight from the boon dox
[Chorus]
[Erick Sermon]
1, 2, 1, 2, Mic check and I'm packed wit the fire weapon
No half steppin, my nine, a black tech and
Uzi, I'm psycho crazy
Don't ever try to do me, baby
Yea, I'm still wrecking house, so what's up and a
I stuck a nigga in his gut
I'm ?rougest? competition, never outlasting
(What happen E-D)Yo, I waxed ugly bastards
I took a stick of dynamite and blew 'em up, right
Then boom, I knock em out like Mike
I throw a clean fight, can't leave it messy
My blow is Super like Joe Pesci
Before I break out, let's make a toast
And after I'm finish my drink then E's ghost
So Mr. Bartender, give me a scotch on the rock
(Where you coming, E) I'm saying peace from the boon dox
[Chorus]
[P - PMD, E - Erick Sermon, B - Both]
[P:] Now what (E) I know what
[P:] Boy, your mouth shut
(E)So get these (what) nuts because the Squad's butt
[P:] Popping ying-yang, no skills wit the hand swing
(E)Another hit from the Sqaud [B:] It's a small thing
[P:] ?From the joys of funk, bunk? and make you jump
(E)And pump your hands in the air
[B:] Soul like a speed bump
[B:] Down wit Def Jam
(E)?Those scabs rule records, man?
[P:] Thanks to Lyor Cohen (E) and Russell Simmons
[P:] Yea, but for now child (woo, woo) bow wow
[B:] Crazy phillie, that's the goal now, boon dox
