X 4 One, two!! 
Achoo!! Bless you! 
I got you!! 
Caught you and taught you!! [J.D.] 
Matter fact, here take two 
Pits of flesh, political palm picked and gone 
Spooks with 
Uz', ice picks, blades and tools 
Listen fool, the revolution is cool 
We leave clans in pools of blood 
Let 'em all scrub to thug 
Bustin' for love, (?) and mud and bloody rugs 
Screamin' on cats, we spit in your face, blast back! 
The Spooks put politicians in bags and (?) [Hypno] 
Ay yo my crew chased you down, outside your compound 
Now we got you in the four point hold, on the ground 
Whoop, hand me that barbed wire, now your arms and legs are bound 
Hey Vengeance, pass me that scalpel now 
Relax! Close your eyes as the sound of my voice penetrates 
Submission is your only choice, to avoid the pain '
Cause I don't want no lip as 
I slip this microchip in your brain! [Water Water] 
Go 'head, look, 
I know you're thinkin' "Who's behind me?" "Oh my God it's Water Water and no one's ever gonna find me!" 
I got your brains pushin', head in the frame 
In a case not far over, head of the flames 
Hangin' over the fire, 
I know y'all hope 
I retire But all y'all gettin' is open fire! 
Ga ga! Spray down, stay down, lay down 
Y'all niggas said we was commercial, what y'all gon' say now?! [Chorus] 
X 4 [J.D.] 
Rectangle, sugar 
Shane pound mc's and mangle 
Bending you back and bitch spank you! 
A Grammy?! 
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? 
I'm tappin' your chin! 
See you at a club for no reason, tap it again 
This ball bully mc's, we buildin' 'em 
Greek Large like 
Tiger Wood's teeth when chewin' on beef 
Take you 'round the block, bring you back, tie the knots 
He bitch man, slap your whole block, moms and pops [???] 
I ain't gon' lie though, brothers got a lotta bravado 
But can't back it up with the skills, they playin' lotto 
With they careers, when they step to me on the streets 
On stage or over beats you can't engage the heat >
From this etherial thriller, mysterious serving guerilla 
Stalk you with the sick precision of a serial killer 
Record your routine, 
I watch you from the day to the night 
Calculatin' when it might be the best time to strike! [Water Water] 
They keep callin' my name! 
Water Water, come smack the whack in the back 
With a Louisville 
Ax Slugger 
Then slash the jugular 
Hit your back rawdog with no rubber 
He's a dirty mawfucka!! 
Won't last long, that's what my momma turned and told my daddy when 
I was born 
I got your neck in a noose, damn right 
I'm flexin' my juice 
Shut your mouth nigga, that's an excuse [Chrous] 
X 4 [???] 
What?! Which one of you manufactured rappers 
With the materialistic, naive, egotistical fan base 
Has the nerve to be offended?! 
What you gon' do? 
Dis me? Go 'head, rhyme, kick a verse, 
I dare ya 
Oh I know it scares ya 
A bangin' beat, a empty room, a full pen and a blank pad 
But don't get mad cause you don't know what the fuck you doin' 
Go 'head, freestyle punk, wait, before you start 
I know somebody done told you that a freestyle's the reciting of a rhyme 
That hasn't been recorded or put on the market 
But when you write that rhyme down, that's a record of the rhyme 
That rhyme's been recorded, so don't even start that shit! 
A true freestyle's a rhyme or verse kicked from the dome 
Simultaneous and timed to a beat 
Where mistakes are made, you got bleeps and (?) all the time 
But these are the things that makes a freestyle so unique >
From a precorded, practiced, or writen rhyme 
Now what you gon' do? 
If your response is "I know he ain't talkin' about me!" 
I'm talkin' about you! 
So fuck you to a break beat, bitch, 
I Got U!!!!