Time to Rock Our Shit

[Intro]
(Freak it now)
Knights will come, be advised
They'll come for them
Be advised they'll come
Someone's sure that they'll win

[Double K]
Yo Thes, what (what up?)
Can you rock the mic?

[Thes One]
A ha ha, my mellow my man, it's like ridin' a bike
Uh, Double K

[Double K]
What's Up?

[Thes One]
Can you rock it?

[Double K]
Like ridin' a bike, but only with training wheels
So what, shoot the gift and let them know the deal

[Thes One]
I shoot the gift like NRA members on Christmas
Morning warning whack MCs I dismiss like a principal

[Hook]
I'm the principal, our crew's invincible
Under The Stairs
Impairs auditory of your whole municipal (municipal?)
Code area, attack like malaria
Concrete jungle bundle of joy
Birthed by b-boys
It's scary to think a tape destroys your crew's hopes (what?)
I can't cope with that, say no
Put it on a DAT, Double K
Cause everything I say one day will be one way
Or another recovered in it's original place
Signify this straight caligrified verse
Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a herse

[Thes One]
Only thing worse, Kaos bursts the eardrums, the P
Making the beats and rhymes funkally-dunkally
Fat like Chunky A, but not out for radio play
Here's a crew washing the wax my mind space
Type A, not negative, no way
Plans for three sixty five days
I add a fourth cause I leap year
I leave tracks like Amtrak
Battles the P and Superman
After that your crew will try and forget like a story
It's the Amistad, man you bet there's no one better
I rip it all up like a letter for the principal

[Hook]
I'm the principal, our crew's invincible
Under The Stairs
Impairs auditory of your whole municipal (municipal?)
Code area, attack like malaria
Concrete jungle bundle of joy
Birthed by b-boys
It's scary to think a tape destroys your crew's hopes (what?)
I can't cope with that, say no
Put it on a DAT, Double K
Cause everything I say one day will be one way
Or another recovered in it's original place
Signify this straight caligrified verse
Petrified rock, put your goddamn block in a herse

[Thes One]
Kaos bursts...(Double K cuts in)

[Double K]
Remind me of my crew Bad as Hell
Thes One, lace the track
Like a blunt with the weird smell
Nigga, its none other than
Them brothers from another mother, shit
Put the penny on the Stanton, yo make sure it don't skip
Hip-Hoppin in its rarest, punk
You know you wanna admit it
All these crews runnin around with wack tracks
They don't get it, they gettin' me stressed (word?)
The gettin' me mad

[Thes One]
So what you sayin, Double K?

[Double K]
Just put that shit on my tab
Don't feel like dealin' with it now
I'll deal with it later
See, the mic's in my possesion
Yo, so I should cater
To the niggas who been frontin' since we first stepped in
Brought it back a couple of times
Now you give it a grin
First you tell your homey
"Yeah man, that shit's fresh!"
Didn't know this type of shit could even lurk in the West
We puttin' hair on your chest
We flow with no hesitation
Late radio stations ain't allowed on these premesis
Niggas is hearin' this
Late at night like domestic violece
Smackin' you the fuck up
Until we get some silence (word)
The P be like Judge Judy on the mic
Puttin' up a fight
Rollin' hard 'till the break of daylight
So next time you corny niggas wanna come hardcore
Go listen to 'Lil Kim (word...)

"What's the time? Time to rock our shit"
(Scratched until end in various ways)