[Intro]

Like this! Hit it!

So why has it gotta be so damn HOT?

Verse 1: [Professor Griff]

I'm the X-Minista, from the troop called P.E.

Professor Griff in the flesh, sincerely

Kickin' it off on a ghetto track

Bringin' to you some actual facts

From the bottom, known as Miami

With the help from a posse called the L.A.D.

Educate is what we do

With permission from the 2 Live Crew

'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you people

Who run around, changin' laws, just to say we're
equal

File a complaint, turn in your risume

'Cause the A.G.S. don't play

I'm the Griff, and I speak profound

I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!

Verse 2: [Lejuan Love]

Yo, check out the Mr. Mixx beat that I flow off

While I go off to boast, brag, and show off

And watch your (??) as I get hyper

I cause them all to slip in they pants; they need
a diaper

Whoever stereotyped me for each of those nerds,

I'ma get 'em a fork so they can eat those words

It was said we can't freestyle in M-I-A-M-I

We only had the weak rappers, but tell me, am I?

Lejuan's the type to take your whole gang out

You musta got curfew, because they can't hang out

I'm gettin' paid 'cause I'm good; it's no mystery

You see, I'm rollin' with the man that's makin'
history

Lejuan Love is one of the best around

I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!

Verse 3: [JT Money]

In this type of M-U-S-I-C

I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see

I seen professionals, but I'm the better master

Who you gonna blast up on your ghetto blaster?

When I start to flow you're guaranteed to hear
the raw stuff

They say I'm dope, nice, super good, or rough

If you don't know the game, then I gotta show the
lame

That I'm the best out, nobody can flow the same

Am I a threat? Nobody can say no

I'm like a volcano, and I'm sure that they know

When I come off, it's guaranteed legit

Can you come like this? Naw, that's bullshit

JT Money is the best around

I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!

Verse 4: [Debonaire]

I got pull like gravity but some got no juice

Deb in the flesh, well I'm fresh like produce

Suckas never bite my stuff when they competin'

It's just too raw for them to think about eatin'

If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap lingers

The drop sounds like it's hot and burnin' my
fingers

This rapper's tryin' to front on a real smooth
flower

They ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower

Of course I put 'em out like trash 'cause I'm a
lyncher

Attackin' punk rappers like a Doberman Pincher

They all be like vampires to me, so they oughta

Walk or get burnt, 'cause I'm the Holy Water

You say you wanna battle, but that'd be your doom

'Cause I'll have you on your ass like Fruit of
the Loom

The name's Debonaire and I'm one of the best
around

I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!

Verse 5: [Brother Marquis]

Though I'm from the bottom, I'm placed by the
rest out

Brother Marquis is one of the best out

There's no comparin' me, I'm far from bein' so-so

I top the suckas droppin' fast and flowin' slow

Puttin' suckas out like I was Nyquil

I rock on the mike like no other on the mike

We're your worst nightmare, if not scarier

Their loss in the (??) new to the area

The man you can't handle, 'cause I'm just too
rough

They say that I'm good; they should 'cause it's
true stuff

So ain't nobody sayin' that I'm not legit

They need to wipe they mouth, 'cause they just
talkin' shit

When it comes to droppin' science, I'm the man
you can't knock out

The heavyweight champ that'll take your whole
block out

Marquis, one of the best around

Yeah, down with Luke and that Ghetto Bass sound!