It's the Diggy Diggy Doc y'all, pumpin it yes y'all

D.O.C. on the system, we kick it fresh y'all

Lettin the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP

Engineerin the cut is E Double E



Yo, it's the Diggy Diggy Doc y'all! ..

Yo, yo yo, when I hear a "BASS"



This goes out to my niggaz and y'all bitches

The Benzes, Range Rovers, and sixty-four switches

The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin

I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin

Doc stompin ground, Brick City hound WHAT?

Guerillas out the jungle get gritty now WHAT?

I'm walkin barefooted over loads of hot coal

Cuts from the snot-nose keep your barbershop closed

When it goes, Flex don't have to drop the bomb on it

I keep my speech, +Bleek+, and my right mind on it

So when it's time, I'm heard in the streets

My mammal animal skin, excitin all the birds in your Jeep

I'm crazy nigga, when I was young

I spread and shaved both legs to my babysitter

Ran into Bebe's Kids in a baby pickup

Shot up Toys R Us and robbed Kay-Bee nigga!

This is +Def+ poetry far beyond my control

Fuck your teflon, be body-armed like the toll

Unload from my Girbauds and make it hot for homey

I puff so much of that green I BLEED guacemole

It's like Shaq and Kobe, I be for four quarters

Callin veternarians to get the doggs off ya

"Animals Attack - Part Four," people starin

I'm not the type of Focker that'll go and meet your parents

I'm outside trick or treatin, fuck if my chick is cheatin

I'm hungry as FUCK, and I hope you niggaz sick of eatin

It's like the fourth letter, tenth letter, third letter

Chickenhawk bird-getter, holla if you heard better

I got a chick with no-ass-a'tall

I fuck her for the love of that money, not basketball

And when my man comes home, and the Def Squad is back

YO, GIMME THAT RAP GAME, WE'LL TAKE CHARGE OF THAT