[DJ Clue]

Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm, all up in ya area

with the LB Fam, Love Peace and Nappiness

A little sample, but first..

My man Canibus, gon' rip shit down, ha ha



[Canibus]

Yo, yo, YO

Lost Boyz the Beasts from the East up in this piece

with a new release on the streets every fifty-two weeks

and I dare a nigga to challenge us; I turn the

Love Peace and Nappiness into your blood on a napkin in the ambulance

Fuckin with the nigga called Canibus, just the sound

of my voice'll give you a positive urine analysis

I'm a lyrical demon, stronger than crack fiends

that smoke two P's with a C in between em

LB Fam, makin the music niggaz dance to

And we sip a very substantial amount of Jack Daniels

L-O-est, B-O-Y-Z we lock shit

We invested all of Legal Drug Money profit

Showin love to each and every nigga that copped it

In they Jeep, Lex Coupe, Beema or Benz knockin it

Music Makin You High, givin you that urge

to spend two-thirds of the money you earned on herb

You're fuckin with the LB Fam, we do what we gotta do

You never get the chance to shoot back at who shot at you

Nigga, you'll be dead before you reach the hospital

Lookin at you layin there with blood comin out your nostrils

Queens most wanted, quick to clap a nigga

Rap at killers who wear Carharts and Caterpillers

Totin the four-pound, holdin the fort down

before Heavy D bounced to Uptown became a ghost town

Cheeks, Lou and Thai see eye to eye

Spig sees eye to thigh, bein the shortest

but he still gets busy on the one and two's regardless

Heard about the Clue tape, so I had to get on it

Lost Boyz and Desert Storm, Show Us the Money

cause we STILL hungry, we STILL got the growl in the tummy

We STILL grimy and