Busta Rhymes)
  Catching my fever
  Rob the passanger, the last griever
  You don't lone my squad?
  Fuck ya'll, we don't love your ass neither
  Way off the meter
  
  (Rampage)
  Yo Bus, me and Spliff, we got heaters
  Everything's allright, lets get drink up inside of Cheetah's
  Go up in Cheetah's...
  
  (Spliff Star)
  ... and see this motherfucker named Peter
  Tried to stick me for five bricks but his broads the schemer
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Word is bond, I murder any bitch that fuck with my niggas
  
  (Rampage)
  Blow a hole up in your body, straight dismantle your figure
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  A'yo where Rah Digga?
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Scopin out the little blaze chicken
  Bitch stay trickin'
  Fuckin with my niggas, gonna get her face kicked in
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  A'yo Spliff, what you starting at?
  Them bitches over there
  Or them bitches over there
  Or them bitches right here?
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Nah, that nigga on line
  Motherfucker still drunk off'a Bacardi and lime
  
  (Baby Sham)
  Spliff, I feel this way
  If it's for my squad, let's play
  Back him 'gainst the door
  Patch his body with gauze
  Mop up the floors
  Splatter nigga's blood on the walls
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Bust that nigga's shit
  Make the nigga suffer for yours
  
  
  Busta: And if they run up in your crib again
  I got your back
  Sham: Always keep the heat on me son
  I got your back
  Ramp: I'ma hold you down until I die
  I got your back
  Digga: And if you ever need stacks, yo
  I got your back
  Spliff: If I kill him and get knocked
  I got your back
  Busta: And if your bail is a hundred G's
  I got your back
  Ramp: Any nigga try to set you up
  I got your back
  Spliff: Yo let me set this shit off first, what!?
  I got your back
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Fuck waiting
  Bash his face for a statement
  Cock the stainless
  Make his whole chest cave in
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  Ooh, shit is changing
  My whole adreneline is racing
  Blow this nigga shit like horror flicks
  Wes Craven
  
  (Baby Sham)
  A'yo Bus, Spliff, chill
  (Fuck you talkin' bout?)
  Don't do that nigga nothing (fuck that!)
  Blow that nigga's family up just for fronting
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Yo where the bitch that was with the nigga?
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Caught her with the left
  Choked her by the halter, bitch bloody to death
  Then the ho starts crying 'bout her hair and nails
  Gettin' stomped with the shells...
  
  (Rampage)
  ...I heard the bitch-nigga yell
  Caught Peter, man, by the speaker
  Looked me in the eye and didn't even know
  I was his brother's keeper
  Slap the nigga, through him in the sleeper
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Deeper and deeper
  Nigga's vision start to black out, straight Grim Reaper
  Still lookin for that nigga Peter
  
  (Baby Sham)
  Chill, let's bounce
  Spliff is high on 'bout a half an ounce
  If he's hiding, we gon' find him on the eye of a needle
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Yeah that's the shit I'm talking bout
  Let's go fuck with his peoples
  Nigga got a sister?
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  Yeah, she work up in Kids World
  I don't know for sure, but I think the nigga live with is girl
  
  (Spliff Star)
  There the nigga goes, let's hit him with the 4-5 chrome
  
  (Baby Sham)
  Chill Spliff, we gon' trail this nigga's bitch ass home
  Rush the crib
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Kill the bitch while she ain't even looking
  Still all fucked up from the last ass-whuppin
  Chop the bitch up
  
  (Baby Sham)
  Caught up in this foul mix-up
  Tore wide open, bitch'll need a major stitch-up
  Dig a ditch up where no blood-hound'll sniff up
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  Yo, bury that bitch, don't leave a scent for dogs to pick up
  
  (Rampage)
  Oh shit, yo I hear somebody coming
  >From the upstairs bathroom where I hear the water running
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Fuck that! There the motherfucker go right there
  I want a morgue for him, make that nigga's crew pall-bear
  Yo let me lift him
  
  (Rah Digga)
  Wait, before that, let me go kiss him
  
  (Spliff Star)
  Put five in his head and wrap him in the bedspread
  Fled from the scenery without nobody seeing me
  
  (Busta Rhymes)
  My squad sworn to secrecy
  If anybody ask about him we ain't seen him recently
  I got your back
  
  Busta: Any nigga ever try to front
  I got your back
  Sham: And if you ever need my burner son
  I got your back
  Ramp: A'yo I hit you with my last, god
  I got your back
  Digga: Any bitch step outta place
  I got your back
  Spliff: And if I gotta co-defend you
  I got your back
  Busta: Let me snuff that nigga talking shit
  I got your back
  Shame: I go against the world for my squad
  I got your back
  
  I got your back (4x)