Clan’s, Posse’s, Crew’s and Clik’s Heltah Skeltah

[Intro: Rock]
Ayo, son
Ayo, come downstairs, son
There’s, like, six bitch-ass niggas on the corner, son
These, these niggas is rapping, kicking raps and shit
Can’t tell these niggas they ain’t hype
They punk, smooth bullshit, just meet me downstairs, son
I’ma set it on these niggas, son
These niggas have no idea, son
Check it, check it

[Verse 1: Rock]
And one time for your mind
One time for the snitch droppin' dime
Me no wanna hear you whine when my nine’s to your spine
Clock this, Rock-y, Mountain
Energies from my fountain of youth runnin' through my brain, poundin'
So don’t be found in my clutches
If you don’t who Sparsky is and you don’t know who Dutch is
Don’t get snuffed, kid, we cause Ruckus
And Rock mad domes while we at it
Who’s the first up to see blackness like the universe?

[Verse 2: Ruck]
Fuck that
Niggas better start runnin' for shelter
Live and direct with a nine to your neck, that nigga from Heltah Skeltah
Word to moth’, I’ll murder ducks who never heard of Ruck, plus
My mind ills off rhyme skills with the nine that I buck (BLAA)
Girls demand me, mad bitches I slam, the
Microphone you hand me ‘til the judge remand me
Can we, get along like Rodney?
Yo, Rock, please
Put these niggas in their proper place ‘cause you cocky