(You Make Me Wanna... Track)

4-5/98

[guido]

Sometimes I question the meaning of things

The enigma that is females and why angels need wings

The significance of my short existence

The corruptness of government and big business

Why do we kill animals such as gorilla and tiger?

Why is Puff so popular when he’s nuthin’ but a biter?

Why don’t hard core hip-hop win Grammy’s?

Why are people out there tryin’ to scam me?

Or damn me – to hell cuz my lyrics are rough

To say the least, I’ve had enough

If ya don’t like me you can metaphorically kiss my ass

But on the literal I’ll pass cuz your lips might gimme a rash

All right then let’s get to the message

I’m going medieval – representin’ the best age

I’m a warrior-born, a philosopher too

My beliefs set to music just like the Wu

My team is called the Firm and we’re trying to make a buck

And move in on pussy rappers that sell-out or suck...

[joey]

Dick!!! I’m ready to kick some assets

Me and my man G – we’re lightin’ up like match heads

Only takes a spark to start a structure fire

Arson’s what I’m speakin’ – the situation’s dire

Are you scared? Sweatin’ bullets like an HK-33

The baddest weapon this side of the UZI

Bitch!!! You know I got rich by speakin’ my rhymes

Not by crime – never did time

Guido – bald like a buddah monk

Represents the Firm first punk

WE bring in the noise and the funk

And women call us hunk and other junk

Like sweetie pie and honey buns

But I’m still havin’ fun makin’ runs...

[guido]

Mucho gusto, me llamo Jeremy

I dare you to try, you can’t scare me

I get up everyday at the very crack of dawn

To pump iron – keeps mind, body, and soul strong

Sleep is a luxury afforded by the weak

Or maybe I’m just a freak...

[joey]

A fright...but Guido won’t bite

Like Marv Albert spendin’ the night

Guido’s a badass but treats his woman well...

[guido]

Ha! Ha! Yeah, you know I ring her bell...

[joey]

Sure ‘nuff, it runs in the family or so they say

We’re not blood, but we’re brothers anyway

I’m Big G, he’s Little G...

[guido]

And together we’re the two Dons of the Firm Family...

[joey]

Uncontested cuz our enemies are one with the Earth

Can you say n na n na?

[guido]

Yo, check my mirth...

[joey]

We’re the last Dons after Sammy "the Bull" did his shit

When I think of snitches, I’m thinkin’ "Bitches"

The type we leave in stitches...

[guido]

We’re not jokin’ – won’t hesitate to bust an ass

I give a class – called advanced kick ass kung-fu

We listen to the Wu while we do what we do

One move I’ll never teach is the Fatal Flying Guillotine

Do you know what I mean...

[joey]

Oh yeah...word is born son

When it comes to brawlin’ just gimme the gun

Cuz I’m ready to fuckin’ fight

Might makes right...

[guido]

Tight...

[joey]

Like a cowboy’s jeans

Can’t wear ‘em cuz I gotta let my nuts breathe...

[guido]

Oh yeah, boxers more comfortable than briefs

Can’t stand ‘em huggin’ my nuts from underneath

My jewels just gotta hang free...

[joey]

Word G...let me show you how to get ill

Pay attention and swallow my knowledge like a pill

(Oh yee-ahh!!!)