Representin'

[Intro: J. Unit] [Verse 1: MC Adey P] Awh shit, it's Adey P: the straight-up G, the straightest G You know what they say: that you get what you see, so don't you fuck with me I've come along way from the hood of Detroit It's my hood with my blud, so hard we've made it here with all my exploits We're now in space; we're in your face, the J. Unit way Have a taste, but don't teach race; take it at your own pace Cause you'll never keep up with the fucking Jenkins Machine Cause he spins so fast, runs so hard, can feel only pain Shit yeah, representin' all the way, representin' every day Representin' in your face; you don't rep with us, you'll fucking pay I am one of a privileged few; one who stands here true J. Unit: we're fucking superior to you Yeah, that's right, bitch: I'm fucking MC Adey P Fuck yeah, shit yeah, cunt yeah, you can't kill me We'll always be here representin': Adey P, G-Magz and Ozmo I'll rip you in two and I'll split you in your fucking holes [Hook: Oz Mosis] [x2] You don't want to fuck with the J. Unit We will always be ripping up this shit [Verse 2: Oz Mosis] Oh no, here we go again: Oz Mosis, back to rape your women Children and your fucking men. I don't really care what gen- -Der you are, I don't give a fuck: I fuck what I fuck You wanna fuck with a fuck who doesn't give a fuck what he fucks? Bitch, I'll roast you; roll you like weed Then pass you to my homies: tokes for Adey and G Cause they're my brothers; we always be riding together Yo, we never had the nerve to disrespect one another Over some dumb shit. And it's always some dumb shit You gonna start some dumb shit cause you on some dumb shit And Adey P, me and the G won't stand for this Bitch, you keep this up, you gonna end up familyless J. Unit: we always be repping the hood Destroying competition, yo, we here for good You mother-fuckers. We'll always be here together Kicking it out on the streets, yo, whatever the weather See you next time, bitch [Hook] [Interlude: Oz Mosis & MC Adey P] [Verse 3: G-Magz] So we come to the time where the J. Unit rhyme Has pissed off everybody; every twatty minority We represent the ghetto where you'll find a stiletto is a knife A way of life; fucking can't strive to get a wife Got a problem with that? You feeling lucky, punk? Settle down, you fucking clown and get high with the crunk J. Unit: sick sounds, mixes beats, breaks bounds Now we're done, it's your turn to hand the music down You gotta spread the Jenkins word. Haven't you heard That our favourite ginger G wants every bloke and bird To represent our sound; just let your feet pound J. Unit beats into the ground until everywhere around Is stomping, stonking, beating and thumping Spreading our news; the crews are fucking jumping It could be you too helping spread Jenkins' shit Come represent the sound of the J. Unit [Hook] [Final Hook: Oz Mosis] And if you do fuck with the J. Unit Please don't injure us: go and kill Jenkins