We here on Top but we Underground Haters straight confused yet don't make a sound because they know we drop that beat and we make it pound! // We go to battle full throttle to take the haters down // Now let's buy a round, smash em down and get busy with that 808 sound // It's 4/20 so you know we gotta blaze an ounce // So spit us out or swallow up. We're easy going down! // Worse than your mother and father going rounds // And we be coming around dope like a man, the baby's out // haters are ya biggest fans so smile never frown til u 6 feet under da ground // tearing cities, buildings and towns, around // got them thangs that won't make a sound, @@#! my nine let loose and spin ya head around come back again like crack fiends on a merry go round // You know we da best around, But you can't stop us like we a virus, Keep going even if we hear the sirens // we've seen the peak of the violence, the weak in alliance raisin with heat in these riots // yall #~!!@ stay hymens I roll with a pack of high men, spit gems never rappin about diamonds // Mainstream gets the money but underground holds the crown // we hold it down," On Top, taking shots, No glock's, non-stop. Networking these sounds, No less than hope, we rap to stethoscopes. Now listen to that beautiful beat pound // round for round, we put it down for g's, only pounds you see is 4 quarter pounds with cheese, pockets fat and I aint talking no calories, bout the big picture, no gallery // We take it then break it down / strip it naked, then make it drown/ cut it bake it and cook it brown / take it out the oven then woof it down // your famous? wow! thats great! but how? my bars been in a prison cell just wait until I break them out // slaughter the king and take his crown, I reside in the underworld don't want to be found // We Underground, we stay on Top and we make a sound, we just took this beat, tore it up and made it pound!