Soul in the Hole Wu All-Stars

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Ayo, yo, yo, 'sup, where my team at, where my team at?
C'mere, y'all, c'mere, c'mere
Circle around me, y'all, circle around me
Yo, Timbo, check it, you bring the motherfuckin' rock up
Sin, Dreddy, y'all niggas is forwards
Shyheim, I want you on guard
Tekitha, baby girl, yo, check it, you play center
Let's whip these niggas asses, c'mon, kid
Word up, run

[Intro: Tekitha]
Hole
Hole, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1: Dreddy Krueger & Timbo King]
We be a team, 'cause everybody plays a part in this
Ain't no chuckin', we comin' from the parks where the gun sparks
After dark, you got your three point shooters
Scrubs who quick to fire you out 'cause your style is out
We drinkin' quarts on courts so how you handle it?
Shootin' bricks or sellin' bricks, we still scramblin'
With offense and defense, I use the baseline
To score points frequent (Yo, yo)

[Verse 2: Timbo King]
Yo, check the mic so I can slam without a crossover
Wack jump shots, punk rock players get tossed over
By the bleachers, I'm bringin' pressure like a power forward
You try to walk and get away with it, the ref saw it
Your startin' five couldn't get verbal live
I penetrate across the lane, all reasons mines
Percentage from the field is real, we hardballin'
Swish shot in your face, your coach is callin'
For a timeout, I bomb your rhyme out with a free throw
Fast break through the legs, crush your rookie ego
You steppin' out of bounds son, now how that sound, dunn?
I thought we was playin' ball, don't start at round one