Ask Ya Self

Ask ya self, is you ready for action" [ 3x ]

"Ask ya self, is you ready for" "The hardcore" -> KRS-One

[ Verse One: Tef ]

Ask ya self if you ready for drama

With two of the baddest motherfuckers ever to create, tunes to a lama

You fucking with the best (First ask ya self if you ready for Krumb Snatch')

Then ask you self if you ready for Tef

And if you ready for death, pull all the steps out

I'ma make the glocks sound (Nigga we got it locked out)

(Y'all niggas is popped out) We're raw 'n diggy (All city) Caveliti

(And this here, what we call gritty)

I'm one of the five Horsemen, gimme twenty-four hours to live

and I'll swell with a baked-beans outta Boston

Proceed with causion, I'm about to wig out

To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit out

By accident, we do some shit on the mic

that a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again

Fuck y'all talking 'bout

After we kick a hole in the speaker then pull the plug, we walking out

[ Nottz cuts & scratches ]

"Ask ya self, is you ready for action" [ 3x ]

"Ask ya self, is you ready for" "The hardcore" -> KRS-One

"The hardcore!"

[ Verse Two: Krumb Snatcha ]

Now ask ya self, do you can keep run faster than this bullet can chamber?

(Son, you in danger!) We hit off heavy metal to settle to be free-quently

And that's all me (NIGGA!)

Thinkin' you can talk sideways from the soundwoofer, no prove o' action

(My whole team laughin')

And ask ya self, do you think we got the time for you tucking-truck rhymes

(Bitch, hell no!)

We put wigs on fire, like Michael mean Pepsi (CATS BLOWIN' LIKE A LESBIE)

Testin' me and Tef is like me and you laugh

and we'll announce a breath from Holy You-Nuttin', that's def

[ Verse Three: Tef ]

Listen nigga,

We don't doubt you, simply we don't give a fuck about you

Me and my girlfriend? I make the world spin, without you

You fuckin' with real niggaz, feel niggaz

Walkin through the house and kill niggaz ("Hardcore!")

Bitch nigga

[ Nottz cuts & scratches ]

"Ask ya self, is you ready for action" [ 4x ]

"Ask ya self, is you ready for" "The hardcore" -> KRS-One

[ Intro: Krumb Snatcha ]

Na-na-na fuck that..

Don't hold me back Tef

Na-na lemme go, lemme go

Fuck these niggaz

Naw they don't know, hold up dog, lemme go, hold up dog, hold up

[ Verse Four: Krumb Snatcha ]

Na-na-na, hold up, wait up, they went about it wrong

Feelin' bravehearted, try me on a song

I'mma let niggaz know, they got it confused

You got gats and bats we get those too

Semi's and macks cocked and aimed at you

Bloodthirsty, star what the worst be

No mercy, we god and bang hard with any squad or mobb

Cumming fourty niggaz like a jailyard

Blood on my silk-shirt, chocke niggaz out

Scuffed up my Timbs, we bang 'em in the mouth

You niggaz want a concrete rebel,

pullin' out bustin' like war in the +Jungle+

Mad 'cause my crew lay bubble in the tunnel

Most humble, we send shots when we come through

Get praised, but still blaze in the battle

The ruff days, these two bullets niggaz tattle

I'm immune to them tuff-talk, them big boy stanze

You comin' in pairs, then two bodies by the stairs

Nigga we bang with the best, the models to rest

Create drama, rock armor, Smith & Wess-ons

blood shot, gun cocked, minglin' shottin'

Lost in this world I'm in, feelin' money-rhymin'

Eyes roamin', zonin', looking with a Nottz beat

Label most dangerous, police lay and watch me

Harts start jumpin', we peepin' niggaz frontin'

We come through thumpin', pullin' out dumpin'

Tangle with your best entourage

We comin' in yards to face off with any yards

Soldier you're dust on the fully loaded shotgun

Whistlin' throughout the air, just to mock one

Blood for your socks son

[ Nottz cuts & scratches ]

"Is you ready for" "The hardcore" -> KRS-One

"The hardcore!"

"And after Krumb Snatcha snatch ya worthy possesions,

I got strict orders to clap ya" -> Teflon