[Nine]

I enter the center of the cypha

Blunts and lighter the ruff rhyme writer Nine

Skills up the koolu I do you like voodoo

Pins in the mojo oh no!

Eyes are red I'm high again

You wan' try again die again my friend one less than ten

Eight plus one me N I N E

Name up in lights G I'm hype G all night G

Can't no man step in my cypha

(Heard up word up!) Pay the piper

Who rocks the party? Nine rocks the party

Make you move your body, in trunks like John Gotti

I got the strength of ten MC's on steroids

Rappers are paranoid, my cypha ain't a safe place to be G

I cruise avenues, stomp blue suede shoes

I can't lose, mashin crews to pay my dues

The Cypha

"Get frisked, just in order to get in.."

The Cypha

"Get frisked, just in order to get in.."

The Cypha

"Get frisked, just in order to get in.."

The Cypha

"Get frisked, just in order to get in.."

[Nine]

One sucker, two sucker, three suckers, fo' suckers

Bring mo' suckers, punk muh'fuckers

Talkin bout you can't feel my style, I can't feel you either

but I bet yo' ass feel this meat cleaver

(Swing swing swing, chop chop!) You gonna drop

I can't wait to see you fall off, in the pig slop

Pop, went the gat, drop, went the fat

slob that tried to diss, NAH nigga can touch this

Cheese-eatin, tapdancin Sambo - don't push your luck

Brand new nigga and I will go Rambo (POW)

Tryin to break my cypha is suicide

+Passin Me By+ like I'm the Pharcyde

Give respect, recognize, give props where props are due

before me and my crew come and murder you

This ain't no game, it's about eat