Disco People (Mixed) LL COOL J, Lyn Collins & Jack Mayborn (Ft. Fat Joe, Foxy Brown, Keith Murray & Prodigy)

[Intro: KRS-One & Keith Murray]
You know
I need some security
I need some guarantee
Hip-hop is not made up from scratch
The music and the foundation of the music of hip-hop
Comes from records that we found in our parents' crates
Old funk and soul grooves
We've given new life to artists like James Brown and Isaac Hayes, and
Sly and the Family Stone, and so many other groups
So hip-hop didn't invent anything
But hip-hop reinvented everything
Yeah (Ha-ha-ha), L.O.D.
Keith Murray, Def Squad (Green Lantern, drop that shit)

[Verse 1: Keith Murray]
I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet taking a shit
My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip (Drip)
Fuck all that sensuous shit (Drip)
I represent intellectual violence
And leave your clique holier than the Ten Commandments
Like Redman, I shift with the ruck
If your "if" was a spliff, we'd be all fucked up (Word up)
No need to ask who is he, son, I get busy
Scuffed my Timbs on the boulevard on many rough cities
(Chicago, LA, any of 'em) I'll have to Norman Bate you (Yeah)
I love to hate you cause you's a freak by nature
Can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya
Drink your style down straight with no chaser (Word up)
My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back (Uh-huh)
As soon as one of you niggas try to overreact (Blaow)
The L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp (Word up)
Break your concentration, murder your camp (Haha)
For the jealous, overzealous, we fellas
Blow the the spot like Branford Marsalis (Bom-bom-bom, bom-bom-bom)
Niggas coming through and acting wild (Word)
Y'all commercial niggas better have a Coke and a smile, I shot ya