[Intro: D.J. Ace (Full Force)]
All my cats, international, worldwide
^!$$%s know how it get down

This the O.C.N., body prover, stick and mover
Get more gangsta, Patti Labelle'd out wigs
D.J. Ace the original crowd motivator

The Good: (Bambue), The Bad: (Raekwon), The Thugly: (Scarface)
Wit fine sexy $$# Allure on the hook, ^!$$%
Full Force on the hook, ^!$$%, Lou Star on the hook, cat

Pitch Black, the track, yo, Full Force is back, let's go
(This one is dedicated, to all the haters, the non believers
Those who counted us out the game, no, we all here, yo

Those bull%#@! executives, who don't know a damn thing
This is for the people, Full Force, yeah)


[Chorus: Allure (Full Force)]
You've done up and done it now, real ^!$$%s stand up, testify
(We are here to show that Full Force, ain't none to $#&@ wit)

Ya'll play fool, but don't forget, Full Force, now jumpstart this %#@!
(We are here to show that Full Force, ain't none to $#&@ wit)


[Raekwon]
Aiyo, take money and chill, the most illest out of reels
Jump out of wheels, prada slip-ons, a lot of bills

You connin' it, this don, the streets honor it
Lean back and green garnaments, clean ornaments
Post in your arial, what, what, what, smoke in your area

Son, gun up provoke in your area
Swim through mammal style, do you, I do it great flannel style
A lot of ammo when a lot of owls

Run wit B.K. reppers, blow, swifter and sweeter than a neck
To dress my $$# off, wreck somethin', blow monster hits
Wit dominance, it ain't real, and no honor this, might get you a honor spliff

Catch me in shoes and jeans, B.M. wagon
Lightin' up green, typin' up a letter by all means
Full Force come wit it, makin' this all real

I'm done wit, snatch paper kid, run wit it

[Chorus]


[Bambue]
Aiyo, hold up, stop, my ^!$$%s had this %#@! locked

Since the pop wilds, some that got
And show and tell time, he speaks, they can't sleep
Recognize what's goin' down, and bang this up in the streets

Some died, some dried out, had you cried out twice
I say I roll wit Full Force, you lookin' at me like
The $#&@, you better get wit it ya'll

Not too many ^!$$%s got diamond plaques up on the wall
And it's fact, will never fall, on hits I flip sick
Blowin' up another chick wit big tits

Money talk, bull%#@! walk, know the rhyme
Give me beats that throw hook, like no hook, I punchlines
Roll wit Full Force, cuz I won't settle for less

Of course I'm on this joint, cuz I gotta have the best
Come through wit big ^!$$%s, me and my dough deliver
Bambue, boom, who's the flex spitter?


[Chorus]


[Scarface]
If you done heard one ghetto story, you heard 'em all
Seem like every rapper rhymin' bout they turnin' ball

That's why I got on this song, so I can let a ^!$$% know
I ain't doin' this for the floss, baby, this for dough
Imagine if the whole rap game was ice and blunts

And in every other bird, you shot your dice and guns
Sit that trifle up, ok, try for this, like a talented man, the right to win
Strand, wacker %#@! sell than most tapes

Me and Force fed, bull%#@!, you lose grapes, like
Full Force, I remember now to speak your play
In the hard ways, on the telephone all day

So I had to come and rep it for the O.G.'s
So some mistake it for the Force M.D.'s
I move up on your sheets, so I had to come get it

I appreciate you puttin' me down, that's a privilege

[Allure]
Now it's our time to shine, Full Force get busy, one more time


[instrumental break]

[Chorus: Allure (Full Force)]
You've done up and done it now, real ^!$$%s stand up, testify
(We are here to show that Full Force, ain't none to $#&@ wit)

Real ^!$$%s dance up in this mix, Full Force back up in this mix
(We are here to show that Full Force, ain't none to $#&@ wit)

[Outro: D.J. Ace (Full Force)]
Yeah, ^!$$%, you know how it get down

Representin' New York City, D.J. Ace along side Full Force
We still standing for Y2K and beyond
East Coast, West Coast, we're tired of this %#@!, ^!$$%, put your hands down
Along side my man Raekwon, represent the Wu
The infamous Scarface, and the girl Bambue, the grave spitter

Pop this %#@! in your whip, boy, all the independent women stack your paper
You know what time it is, all my ^!$$%s push it up, pop your collar
Hah-hah, come on
(We are here to show that Full Force ain't nothin' to $#&@ wit)