Verse 1: [Brother Marquis] Now let me break it on down and tell the story When they say 2 Live, your mama gets worried When they speak of us, the negative get mentioned But we don't care; thanks for your attention An underground sound, talkin' shit off the street That Ghetto Style with a hard-ass beat Our explicit lyrics tells it like it is If you don't like what I'm saying, get the fuck outta here! Luke Skyywalker, the man, not a myth The king of the ghetto, down with the clique As he gets mixin' he don't like attention; He just likes to hear crowd participation Pumpin' up the people, makin' them one crowd All in one motion, screamin' out loud Together as one in every townSlash' em on up, Luke! [Break it on down!] Verse 2: [Fresh Kid Ice] The definition of a good DJ Is one who rocks the beat so the rhymes I say, To get the party jumpin',is how I get paid Benefits of a hit is when I get laid Mr. Mixx is the one to get things goin' So the rhymes we say will always be flowin' Maximizin' the effect of our vocals Whether nationwide or even local His cuts and scratches taken to the extreme Can only be matched in another's dreams Doin' things with his body that couldn't be done Rockin' the masses all for fun He's always needed after every show The Treach DJ, the only one you should know Step to the Mixx and get the crowd off the ground Come on, Mr. Mixx, and [Break it on down!] Verse 3: [Brother Marquis] If you ask me to rap, rap for you I'll do so I'm the type of nigga that'll break it down slow I rhyme like an artist, such as DaVinci Like the Mona Lisa, I'm a sight to see This is not a tale and I'm not a character Just a kind of MC who loves to harass ya Out my dome, I'll start thinkin' Get so funky 'til I start stinkin' I don't think slow when it comes to rhymes When times create, I shift to overdrive Now all the competition, they're my last worries I'll take 'em out quick, fast and in a hurry Now I can go the distance, I can go the length It's not the weak, because it's all in the strength You don't know? You mean you ain't heard? Yours truly, Marquis, can [Break it on down!] [We'll make you feel the beat]