featuring DJ A Trak

[D Shade]

Yeah Yeah SOCs about to do it to ya once again

Live and direct

[Revolution]

To all the SOCs kick up dust you can trust

The three of us to bust

True to Earth's crust

I must enforce my force of course

You need to cry for help because I'm fast like a quarterhorse

In the latenight or afternoon ryhmes

In the daytime it's never playtime

I creep up on your village or sector

Change your vector, your angle

The complex rap erector

Swallow your pride come to the stage and grab the mirco

Phone, your life leaked, your fucked, mic's blown

My shit's clear like mountain spring water

You better reaching for that nickel plated ink blotter

[D-Shade]

I see them suckers turning yellow like was struck by jaundice

It will be a cold day in hell before them fools get on this

Tactics that make moves that blur your vision

Some try, but come up dry like hair's thats not conditioned

Why they risk it? They will be insane, they defeated

False information to my peeps that I been seeing

For X amount of years and yo we never had no static

Them big yap kids, they need to break like a bad habit

Silly rabbits, trying to get their rep up

But they get wrecked up, when this verbalist decides to step up

You, what's your function?

Mine's to hit you like percussion

Some need to think twice before they be coming in and rushing

Yes, yes y'all you know we don't stop

It be the Shades of Culture crew making it hot on your block

Yes, yes y'all you know we never quit

It be the Shades of Culture crew with the Shades of Culture shhh...

{Chorus:D-Shade}

We keep it nice with this mic device

Some need