Chorus:

[Pace Won]

Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what?

Outz in the area tearing things up

Crush your chick, touch your trick, what?

Outz in the area tearing things up (Sing it with me!)

Bust your lip, rush ya clique, what?

Outz in the area tearing things up

Crush your chick, touch your trick, what?

Outz in the area tearing things up

[Az-Izz]

Yo, I'm finally convinced my kindness and innocence

Is a crime in a sense, climbing a fence

Diagonally bent, dying in agony in a magically event

Outz in a fear of family presents

Capped in clak smoke, pack toast in a black coat

To roast motherfuckers, over lactose

Stay skeed off laced weed

I take cheese, and page trees in the Bricks

Rolling box of Tracies

[Pace Won]

Call a go-go dancer

Get up in that ass and wreck shop like colon cancer

Hit it from the back, bitch can't hold her pants up

Once for my cock, twice for my block,

I got it locked like handcuffs

Pacer got a razor, get you and your man cut

Swing a blow you can't duck

Throw up your hands, what?

Nobody on earth could see Pacer

I get your shit then peel off like Speed Racer

Chorus

[Slang Ton]

I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie

Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack bologna

And if you ever wanna get a deal

You should either OD off skill pills

Or steal my reel-to-reel

Most of y'all emcees ain't tight as y'all should be when

I'm tighter than the jeans that show hoochie chicks' coochie prints

Outsidaz, we hot as Hell's flames is

And I'm Slang-iz, my tapes get pumped like twelve gauges

[Eminem]

I'm so weeded (How weeded are you?)

I'm so weeded I can freestyle for sixteen bars (Ha ha ha)

Right off the top, then go back to the top

And then repeat it (Ha)

Write it down on the paper

And still be able to read it (Sorry)

I can't read, but I still write to my pen pals (Uh, uh, dear)

I can't fly, but I