[Verse One] [Jack The Ripper]
You say Mixmaster, USA
You say Kowasaki Jack yo, I got to get paid

Loungin' with my ^!$$%s, under the shade
As we sit back and chill, and all parlay
We reminisce about the time when we get smoked out

Then a riot broke out
Brothers started buggin' out
But deez never change, they got me caught in this game

Locked down, east New York style, who's to blame?
Runnin' around
A crooked crook from the street

Jack The Ripper baby so %#@! is never sweet
Don't sleep
Cause my crew roll deep

If you step to my man Black, then we got beef

[Blackstarr]

Watch me drop the bomb %#@!, all up in your face
It's Black the Starr, Jack The Ripper, don't make no mistakes
We keep the stacks risin'

Brainsick Enterprising
Movin' all these phony, fake ^!$$%s to the side
We power move makin'

Body shakin'
Cause when your chick see me on the street, you know she ain't fakin'
Lovin' Blacky Starr, oh this freak got a car

Ridin' me around, tryin' to sport a ^!$$% y'all
Tryin' to get her for the doe
I don't think this chick know

Playin' along with the game
A ^!$$% gotta go



Puff your lye
Puff your lye

Mixmaster USA

Mixmaster USA

Droppin' hits in your face
Puff your lye
Puff your lye

Mixmaster USA
Puff your lye
And get paid

Mixmaster USA
Drops hits in your face
Mixmaster USA

Puff your lye
Puff your lye