| Song | Serious Rap Shit |
| Artist | Group Home |
| Album | Livin' Proof |
| 作曲 : Felder, Heath, Martin | |
| From jump street i thump beats, that's bangin in the streets | |
| See now my cypher's complete | |
| I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left | |
| Who's next to flex, i get more thrills than sex | |
| Microphone is like a loaded mac | |
| Who's that there that's tryin to hold us back? | |
| I don't think so, we attack the premises | |
| I'm like your nemesis, devils better remember this | |
| Yo, the g-u-r-u, of the gang, can always hang | |
| I'll string you out, with the dope that i sling | |
| And you can't touch it, when i'm goin off | |
| And crazy shouts, to my niggaz up north | |
| Although you're locked down, you're still on my mind | |
| So rewind selector, rewind rewind | |
| I'm kickin shit off my dome | |
| I puff the chalice with dread feel the steel the real the chrome | |
| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| (repeat 2x) | |
| [lil' dap] | |
| Aiyyo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit | |
| I'll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile | |
| Kid shit is gettin hectic, i'm packin a mac-10 | |
| Niggaz wanna check it, i'm thirsty for action | |
| Ninety-five shit is real gotta pack my steel | |
| Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill | |
| I ain't goin out like that | |
| I bust enough caps in backs, and other niggaz they be fakin jacks | |
| Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up | |
| You act up, reload the clip, now back up | |
| Straight up, don't let me break fool because you lose... | |
| Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| (repeat 4x) | |
| [big shug] | |
| I sit back, and watch mc's take freefalls | |
| Bounce em off walls, like superball | |
| Stand tall, and terrorize mc's | |
| All the ones who wanna be like me | |
| You can't get with the exquisite shit i kiddick | |
| You get caught up, like ted kennedy, in chappaquidick | |
| You can't roll with my flavor or style | |
| I outlast mc's by miles, and i got | |
| The hot, style that pops | |
| I'm givin hardrocks body shots when i rock | |
| You can't even test me, no matter how hard you try | |
| Fuck around lay around punk, do or die | |
| I'm back again, the roughneck nigga from boston | |
| When i swing, i got mad drama that i bring | |
| The crews, all back me up | |
| And we come to rip cause our shit's too rough, yeah! | |
| Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| (repeat 4x) | |
| [big shug] uhh | |
| [lil' dap] yeah, baby pah like this |
| zuò qǔ : Felder, Heath, Martin | |
| From jump street i thump beats, that' s bangin in the streets | |
| See now my cypher' s complete | |
| I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left | |
| Who' s next to flex, i get more thrills than sex | |
| Microphone is like a loaded mac | |
| Who' s that there that' s tryin to hold us back? | |
| I don' t think so, we attack the premises | |
| I' m like your nemesis, devils better remember this | |
| Yo, the guru, of the gang, can always hang | |
| I' ll string you out, with the dope that i sling | |
| And you can' t touch it, when i' m goin off | |
| And crazy shouts, to my niggaz up north | |
| Although you' re locked down, you' re still on my mind | |
| So rewind selector, rewind rewind | |
| I' m kickin shit off my dome | |
| I puff the chalice with dread feel the steel the real the chrome | |
| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l. a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| repeat 2x | |
| lil' dap | |
| Aiyyo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit | |
| I' ll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile | |
| Kid shit is gettin hectic, i' m packin a mac10 | |
| Niggaz wanna check it, i' m thirsty for action | |
| Ninetyfive shit is real gotta pack my steel | |
| Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill | |
| I ain' t goin out like that | |
| I bust enough caps in backs, and other niggaz they be fakin jacks | |
| Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up | |
| You act up, reload the clip, now back up | |
| Straight up, don' t let me break fool because you lose... | |
| Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l. a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| repeat 4x | |
| big shug | |
| I sit back, and watch mc' s take freefalls | |
| Bounce em off walls, like superball | |
| Stand tall, and terrorize mc' s | |
| All the ones who wanna be like me | |
| You can' t get with the exquisite shit i kiddick | |
| You get caught up, like ted kennedy, in chappaquidick | |
| You can' t roll with my flavor or style | |
| I outlast mc' s by miles, and i got | |
| The hot, style that pops | |
| I' m givin hardrocks body shots when i rock | |
| You can' t even test me, no matter how hard you try | |
| Fuck around lay around punk, do or die | |
| I' m back again, the roughneck nigga from boston | |
| When i swing, i got mad drama that i bring | |
| The crews, all back me up | |
| And we come to rip cause our shit' s too rough, yeah! | |
| Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious | |
| New york to l. a., and you niggaz best to fear this | |
| repeat 4x | |
| big shug uhh | |
| lil' dap yeah, baby pah like this |