Call of the Wild

Ohh eh ohh (M) ohhhh oh (F)

Ohh eh ohh (C) ohhhh oh

Ohh eh ohh (Ma ma ma ma magnum Force) ohhhh oh

Ohh eh ohh (for LIFE) ohhhh oh

[Representativz]

Alright it's time to show these niggaz who's the nicest

Lyrics incisive I grip the mic like a vice grip

Cooler than ice what? CREAM flows is priceless

Angels of death nigga watch yo' step cause you might slip

I, stay with the hype shit but that's just me

The Elohim, motherfucker I rip this shit for free

Stick and flee so my stee' can remain low key, supreme

Steam through your team, yeah y'all fools know me

I'm triple R rated, I push these herbs to the pavement

To put it in terms for laymen, this nigga ain't playin

I'm sayin, I blow up spots with no delayin

I slay men then I'm parlayin

For all y'all niggaz poppin shit watch your step fuck the talkin

Little Rock on the motherfuckin scene get to walkin

Guns is steady barkin, at them cats who lack

Actin like my mac won't spit holes through your Ac'

or your Lex Land', you sets man far from lethal

This Representative will rip ass like Desert Eagles

Fuck a sequel, angel of death peep how I greet you

Leave you for dead and let the savage niggaz eat you

[Rock]

Yo boy don't never, test M.F.C. this ain't no classroom

I blast whomever you better get or catch an ass wound

I'm pissed like a bathroom, come test the center, what?

I fuck your whole starting five and your bench up, yo

Fuck what you been through and the troubles on your mental

Test Maldu and you'll get, sent through a window

Gut up like Ginsus, or Technic 1200's

Bitch niggaz scared, I hear the bubbles in your stomach

Waitin for your bowels to move, cause you doodoo

Bent up like you OD'd off Ex-Lax and YooHoo

I blew through two crews, talkin they garbage

Claimin they funky? Maybe true cause you don't wash

* ohh-eh-ohh's repeat in background while Starang talks *

[Starang Wondah]

M.F.C.! Starang Wondah no relation to Stevie

Word is Bon Jovi up in here

Heltah Skeltah, doin it like this

Hardcore, what's the deal word up

[Hardcore]

Hardcore, far more than the average

Niggaz tried to bust but they gats get embarassed

Sayin that I'm small and belong in a carriage

(Sayin what somebody else say) What is niggaz, parrots?

[Starang]

Word up, my M.F.C. niggaz won't have it, ya hate me?

Cause I roll with dots, smokin spliffs under the A.C.

Niggaz be fakin, pullin they guns out they holsters

Keep my shit right by my dick like I'm supposed to

New Starang, I been this way ever since Eshkoshkah

Since my niggaz chillin on the roof on the poster

[Hardcore]

Wanna see me, only way you do that is on TV

(It's Hardcore) Starang Wondah no relation to Stevie

[Ruck]

Aiyyo I'm Tall Sean, I got rid of the afro

That shit played out like leather jackets with them tassels

Plus I splash those assholes who don't know no better

Personal vendetta on this great hunt for cheddar

Don't never, let me catch you actin stupid I'll clap you

Slap you silly until he realize who's wrathful

Hate to make you an example Duke but I have to

Represent for my click leave that bitch stiff like a statue

Caught between the Rock and the Ruck, it seems you trapped Duke

Fuckin with them dirty ass niggaz, go take a bath Duke

Half-dead, wonderin how the fuck did Ruck trap you

My man Hak-tu, got two, informants to trap you

[Doc Holiday]

Doc Holiday, O.K. Corral, my click be wild

Like the muslims gettin ass in the pit, that shit be foul

If your shorty strut her ass past me, I got to growl

Watch your mouth, loose lips sink ships, and let go blow

It's Doc, alone with my Glock, nice to meet ya

If there's doubts, the cleaner blows out, then I'ma see ya

I be a virus up in your ass like gonorrhea

Explain the pain I see on your face, or face the fears

Chick here, these groupies from somethin be on my bumper

If shorty cock her ass in the air, then I gotta hump her

Love her, my hunger takes toll I must config

God crack your Arm Leg a Leg a Arm, and your Head

Motherfucker

[Ruck]

For real, this is beautiful

Word is bond

Heltah Skeltah

[Rock]

Can we get it? Can we get it?

Ohh-eh-ohh, ohhhh oh (repeat 4X)

[Rock]

B.C.C., M.F.C., Triple R

Fab 5 all that shit bwoy

Horseman, boss men, word is bond

Drag you off men

We ain't bullshittin, huh

My little nigga Hardcore in the house

Nigga like four foot two

Smack the shit out of you and your crew

The fuck you wanna do