[Lil Fame]
  I'm back and I'm stuck up in this bitch [who dat?]
  Me bitch [who dat?]
  The Brooklyn thug, what the fuck you see bitch?
  I'm known for regulatin this game, fuck a critic
  Cuz when I'm spittin, I'ma split your shitit
  When I aim, yo you try to get a name
  But aint, provin a thang
  I'm still doin my thang,[go head] bells they still ring [uh huh]
  Now who the lame that wan' tango with Lil Fame
  Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass up like Mills Lane
  [AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!] How you like me now?
  That *Kool Moe P* shit, nigga, put it down
  Yo I need a silencer gat, shit too loud
  When that bitch start to holla, nigga do child
  Made the church people on your block wanna move out
  I bump off and I dump off, and a nigga cool out
  Why? Cuz when we in the place with the guns in our waist
  We don't say put your hands up, niggas stand up
  You gotta get it, cuz you now listen
  Dump off your body ?til your whole family die fishin?
  The street mayor, ghetto street playa
  Hit your hooker with this heavy dick meat playa ass cheek flare
  Fuck the fame!, I agree fuck the fame
  But I got four words for ya, don't fuck with Fame
  Cuz I'm a machine gun kelley, clappa dude
  Write my name across your belly, DRDRDRDRDRDRDRDR yap a dude!
  Aint no escapin these streets I'm raised in
  It's so amazin, we still blazin
  Aint no savin yo' ass from hell raisin
  They be strippin your cantelope off the pavement
  Wit yo' wig split in half and your chest caved in
  So walk on the green, I'ma cut yo' ass down if you walk in between
  So listen up and hear me boy, I'm the American [slash!] pretty boy
  
  HOOK:
  First Fam, ridiculous
  Violaters try to get with us, we quick to bust
  Them false dudes can't get wit us
  Hoes grillin cuz we too tough, too real, too raw, too rough
  First Fam, ridiculous
  Fools try to move but them fools can't get wit us
  Cuz we holdin, blastin, lowlin, blastin, strollin, trashin, rollin,
  MASHIN!!
  
  [Billy Danze]
  I done figured it out [what's that?]
  They don't want us to shine [true]
  You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
  I still got it, for when I'm facin situations like this
  You dissin? I'm hittin
  Listen, is it me or the industry to understand
  I'm a whole different breed of man
  Bill Danze, Brownsville, Bronx
  And I'm servin double and single shots on the rocks, nigga [AAAAAAAHHH!!]
  What! Who gon' tame me
  I'm a back block nigga and can't, nobody change me
  You can look at me strangely
  Keep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don't blame me
  First Family trainee, take what's mine
  '99 is my time to shine, that's that
  [Take it easy] Fuck that, I'm ready yo
  I refuse to dilute jewels for you fools on this radio
  Fizzy Wo', [suckas never played us]
  They can't fade us, they hate us, they anus
  In fact when you touch 'em face to face, they stay in they place
  They know I'm slayed up from the right side left five in one fist
  Shutup! Shutup! Now you wanna show love
  You hear the soft music in the background it's your brain on slugs
  Now, it's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it
  So I crept up, stepped up, got to it [FIRE!!]