Brass Knuckles Quarashi

[Verse 1: Tiny & Ómar]
I've got the gloves dropped swinging at you had the brass knuckles
The guy that's stereotyped as "others couldn't fuck with"
Then up in the crib, you be talkin' shit with a speech impediment
You wanna sweat it? Step up, and come and get it, man
See if it's right and nix it with the hype shit
And we can put you on the spot, and see if you like it
I'll knock you off your feet as soon as you get up again
So shut the fuck up, and cover when you throw your fists
I got some problems zip it up, cause I can't hold it down
My trouser snake got me workin' overtime all over town
You know the legend, now experience reality
Don't knock it 'till you tried it, I've got 50 different breaths to breathe
I wanna get it on, workin' 'til the break of dawn
Eight fuckin' inches down the hatch, my fuckin' devil spawn
Bring out the ruler cause you can't believe the stories all the time
About my victories and my former glory

[Chorus: Tiny]
So where you from kid? It's the Iceland interior
Transmitting bass to break the sound barrier
Boom! We got the the shit that makes you get
On your toes at supper to hit the deck
So where you from kid? It's the Iceland interior
Transmitting bass to break the sound barrier
Boom! We got the the shit that makes you get
On your toes at supper to hit the deck