^INTRO (Blunt time-pull out your philly)Ha ha,mighty Aftermath (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli) Whose soul ever contest,DEAD! In me ear Dre.You hear me now?DEAD! (Blunt time-pull out your philly) (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli) Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong Room for moving in,but that was on-ly mine They will shake the hand,never really seen and only heard They will shake the hand,he is only to heard l-oo-oo-ng Knick-knack,paddy wack give a dog a bone Long Beach City I wreck is my zone I be the solo rollo which means I rule alone You droop first blood,mother thought you was the lone Fool now break for ya two It's called the ol'Rambo,catch ambush I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come push I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin in the forest you Gump Long Beach City-firmly represented Narrator X is representor Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor Freeze MCs,don't ent-or I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in wint-or Or since I'm Sun I'll melt the metaphor The meatphors are meltin,style is beltin I heard a dog yelpin but no helpin ^CHORUS Blunt time-pull out your philly Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli Dancin,puffin,sippin or set trippin Dimes keep on flippin flippin ^REPEAT Dre's bad beats they Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat X flex lyric they can't come back Fact:El-elevant,elegant and eloquent no shit I boots hits,throw tantrums like Ella Fitz Nah,the member X but you'll remember X indeedy Now remember don't contest the (?Frex?) Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss I burn you like Backdrafter After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter Similar to this,HA what's the repertoire-kick deadly wit lyrics Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's ^CHORUS Mighty Aftermath! Once again.can't hold us back Refuse,refuse(DEAD!)you lose(DEAD!).DEAD!(Indeed) Attempts wiil be futile,it's way to brutal Hear me now Narrator-to-the-X,tellin anyone who contest The mighty Aftermath Posse (Who?Who?)DEAD! (Murder!) Exclamation point! (Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) (Blunt time) Ha (Blunt tiiiime) Mighty Aftermath to the 9-7 (Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend,dont'cah friend) (Roowl,IIIIIIII don't wanna fight no more,no no,oooh) (Blunt time,blunt time,blunt blunt,yep!)