(Intro)
What's poppin', y'all, this is DJ Doo Wop
I'm in the buildin' with 3 hungry emcees who's bout to go in
First up, reppin' Boston mass, he stay scheemin'
Aye, yo, Chilla Jones
Set it off, playboy, come on

(Verse: Chilla Jones)
Can't take it anymore, you betta recognize
Tese pupils is cornier than ever so I'm wrecking eyes
Pushin' up on a hot spot is exercise
They throw plain and that's why I won't let it fly
Perma tour up in Europe, schoolin' me on the game
Look at the scoreboard, homie, you're up!
Badder than every batter swingin' in Eur-ope
I guess I got a floss now, every battle will get a loss now
Got every major city screamin' boss town
Check the news and respect the views of fire, just set the fuse
I'm ? team, extra sharp, tryna get ahead, so you next to lose
You can't overlook me, with leak overbook me
Me afraid? Them cats kiddin', I ain't close to pussy
Neva showin' fear, so quote it clear, call me Jepper
Cuz Jones been brave his own career, I can't take it

(Interlude)
Damn, I told y'all I was in the house with three monsters
Straight up
DJ Doo Wop, that's how we do this right here
Next, reppin' off Loada, Afghan
Yeah, wooooah, straight outta Brooklyn NY
Top ten battlers right here, baby
Aye, yo, Cortez, you ready to catch a body, my dude?
Brooklyn, waddup

(Verse 2: Cortez)
Lead is crackin' through the potholes
Raised with em capos, them triple beam skill
Surround rat, blanco, re-up, Guapo
But this cheese? Nachos, fired by the game
I'm yellin' free El Chapo!
Street smart? Nah, I don't know what yo man stand
Idiot? Should die a reek, Anne Frank
Respect is much more than just a handshake
I'm just standin' still, rottin' and wheeliein' until I can't break
Boss be off of my hand, but neva force me
I'm no angel, handin' out wings, if niggas force me
I'm grindin' by the waker, let it sit by the coffee
Revenge? Bitter sweet, that's why these niggas be salty
I'm smokin', gettin' high, started thinkin' dollas then I moved up
Three O's and started thinkin' commas
Yeah, I'm from the zoo, niggas packed from the lamas
Gotta keep it a buck, I wouldn't change for Obama
Can't

(Interlude)
Woah, sayn it, Cortez goes in, baby
I'm next tho, ? guap brother
Reppin' that Lauryn smash
Reppin' that ST square, waddup, weapons show off and all of that
He calls himself the super emcee, Termanology
Ya ready, playboy?
Build some twins, just build some twins

(Verse 3: Termanology)
I'm the greatest
Got two lasers like Darth Vaders
4-5 with an f-beam that's calibrated
Give it a lil kick - it'll open yo soul
And let the vultures pluck the eyeballs outta yo skull
Fuck a collab! I can get ya snuffed in the ave
Bucked in and stabbed, pistol whip is stuffed in the cad
You a small guy, spreadin' all em immature lies
Make me wanna pull a joke and stab a pen in your eyes
I hate you like I hate cops
Chase you down for eight blocks
Hit you in the stomach and have you burnin' like stray shots
Make me wanna spray shots, snatch a rollie, jay clocks(?)
It's gettin' outta hand this time, ya know, take it off ?
The last one you would think a-done it
Cuz you changed ova them dollas
Couldn't keep it 100
Give me patience
Before I pistol whip his fucking face in
And use the blood for my little daughter's face paintings