Chorus: Shoot up the station, T.V. station, T.V. Shoot up the station, T.V. station, Shoot up the station, T.V. station! Shoot up the television...
[Chorus:] Shoot up the station, T.V. station, T.V. Shoot up the station, T.V. station, Shoot up the station, T.V. station! Shoot up the television...
: [Chorus:] Shoot up the station, T.V. station, T.V. Shoot up the station, T.V. station, Shoot up the station, T.V. station! Shoot up the television
ratin spins n spokes 24s on it. yep gotta tv and steerin wheels like luda n if u run up on me look dirrty ill shoot ya G.i.b 1 on my customized plates
get gas, then get at me, Texaco, shoot yourself in the leg, plexico white jag with the twisted lip, I ain't Mike Jack but This is it! b- b- b- boo
called B.D.P. And if you want to go to the tip top Stop the violence in hip-hop, Y O Time and time again, as I pick up the pen As my thoughts emerge
me I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up To tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck Chorus (2x) Muthafuckin' m.o.b you ain't seen
, Murda Muzik the movie, the LP Yo, it's straight up Dunn, it's like this straight up yo peace to N O Y D H A V O C, nigga what , G O D, Ty Nitty, Gambino
y'all, you and your co-stars Next up to bat, I done had enough of cats Blast tracks like what the fuck was that? Roz spit rawness, state to state hood
-O-D the B-O-B-B (The Man) Straight up, Masta Killa, the GZA The Genius, it's the Ol' D-d-dirty Bastard One, two, one, two (Killer Beats) Turn it up, turn it up
[Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius
the shit Ratin' spins and spokes 24's on it Yep gotta TV and steerin' wheels like Luda And if you run up on me look dirty ill shoot ya G I B 1 on my
, you can't see Buckshot on ya TV, rappin' BCC Incredibly, if ya think ya betta then me Fiend for Buck to stop the future like a felony B What you tellin' me B
, republicans with them big things, big rings Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe chains Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon an' blue Phantoms Smokin' the block up
