featuring Lumberjack



Intro/Chorus: Lumberjack and Steady Flow



(Represent yo!) You know I represent (aight!)

(Represent yo!) Yeah you know I represent (aight!)

(Represent yo!) I got to represent (aight!)

(Represent yo!) Daddy U represent



Verse One: Grand Daddy I.U.



Yo make way it's the U comin through with the one two checka

The mic wrecka rippin mad hoes with the pecker

I crush punks to rubble chop em like stubble

Give any MC trouble, Hittin Switches like E Double

Word to father, hot just like lava

Blowin up spots like Japs did Pearl Harbor

Refuse to pay dues I use da ooze

and kill off whole crews like Hitler did Jews

Now who's next to flex, bring it on

You figure my skill's gone then you dead wrong like child porn

I'm game tight, so never take my name light

It's fright night, tearin that ass out the frame right

I flow steady like the sands in the hourglass

Droppin mad paragraph after paragraph

My staff is called Steady Flow

The Grand Daddy U, Kay Cee, Easy Rick, and Big Sno

And yo I get flam Hobbes word to grandpops

when my jam drops, you nibble my nuts like Lamb Chop

The scamp stops nevers, I demand props forever

Whatever's clever, cause I got my shit together



Chorus



Verse Two: Lumberjack



Drop your mic, shut the fuck up, and don't make a sound

It's the Lumberjack rapper choppin wack niggaz down

Snappin necks with the vigor, break backs on the tracks

Got a punk nigga's blood on the blade of my axe

I tear off limbs, stompin like Tims, blendin in sendin in

smokin punk motherfuckers like stems

Step up, act like you want it you can get it in three ways

On the mic, with the hands, or from the twelve gauge

Ready to flex on all you wannabe ruffnecks

What's next, I'm givin your girlfriend rough sex

Like Underground I Get Around

And yeah I like SWV but I ain't tryin to go Downtown

So come meet the Grim Reaper, the Crypt Keeper

Got force and just like Bo$$ I gets Deeper

I'm sick of hearing you actors on wax

Claiming you're breaking backs, you niggaz is fakin jacks

I lay you dead in the ghetto streets, your head and my metal meets

You scream like steam when the kettle heats

So kid you better play the rear

Or like that five thousand dollar love seat

your ass is Outta Here



Chorus 2X (second time without Steady Flow)



Verse Three: Grand Daddy I.U.



Aiyyo the only remains is bloodstains spilled brains and broke bones

You step in my face with the games you get smoked homes

I come out blastin, doin your whole ass in fast and

it's Daddy U the smooth assassin

My name spells defeat to punks on the street

I pack nuff heat, my rhyme flow is fatter than cellulite

I got a master plan to blast a man

faster than niggaz can plea, it's disaster and

mayhem and havoc on the scene

You see what I mean, when I bust the sixteen in your spleen

To get the third leg hoes beg

The skills are nastier than a fart after eatin a bald egg

And yo to be quite precise I'm might nice

I got more high priced hookers than Heidi Floess

Kid you better check my rep

Or quiet as kept, you catch a hole in your neck, so watch your step



Chorus 2X (second time without Lumberjack