Chubb Rock

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lord Goat] I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover G Rap was the first to rock winter hats in videos Diss rappers with shitty flows, go to dinner with criminals The uploads minimal, goon cinema, every syllable Every winter, my plug stock minerals and pop generals Rock Stars, muzzle ends and heavy bombers Trigger squeezers, Frank Costello remade armor Young Lugazi in gray face plates, I stage horror Keepin' peace likе Brother J and Kane's barbers Insanе in the membrane, God bodies to Hebrews Farragut Road the leaders, I graduated from weed school Keep it peace, dude, you don't want the vendetta We trendsetters, heavy in the Special Ed and the red cheddar Like Eddie Vedder, face stomped by Fenriz Move with possessed kids, jail numbers equal to 10 bids [Chorus] I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover [Verse 2: Q-Unique] It was Roxanne at the Red Parrot Copped a gold robe off of Canal Street that was under 10 karats My philosophy was the same as Kris Parker MCM to the side with a Knicks Starter Poppin' down Fulton like I was The Fonz Witness the Union of the Snake, Simon Le Bon Playland at Times Square was hidin' The Runaways Violence through the Eyes of Laura Mars, Faye Dunaway Crackheads kept their weight up with chocolate Nutrament Runnin' up in Kings Plaza, gunnin' and boostin' shit You got vicked in the back of the 6 Train 98.7 Kiss had programmed the kids' brains Scott Weiland noddin' out on Tompkins Square Building in Bronx River, all the Gods was there For the fallen Sugar Shaft and Lord Mike Ski I was small but I was tryna wife Sweet Tee [Chorus] I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover [Verse 3: ILL BILL] Before the BDP conflict with P.M. Dawn Around the time Cypress Hill dropped The Phuncky Feel One I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block Everyday we shoot another porno movie, why not Baby goons flashdancin' with hand cannons until somebody splash down And bangin' their drums like Alex Van Halen Boy George aura, young Supreme Magnetic Green-grab Gandolfini cats, ski mask menace music Medicinal advanced therapy for dope boys Influential to all like, Eric B with the Rolls Royce In other words, fisherman rap With the stupid dookie link and a fisherman hat Battled anybody I could, if you want it I would From Bed-Stuy to Brownsville to Canarsie to my hood It's Billion Dollar BILL aka Mind Your Business AKA the white Chubb Rock, homie, hide your bitches [Chorus] I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower I treat 'em right like Chubb Rock with the flamethrower Game over like Biz in the kufi, cables and Range Rover