Tear It Down

[Hook: Money Making Jam Boys] Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Down [Verse 1: STS] Handle my handles, what I don't handle, I dismantle My fitted is Mickey Mantle, my pendleton heavy flannel What's crackin' like roman candles, no backing like open sandals Flip like remotes when I channel, host and preside on the panel This ain't the wisest of gambles, my dogs will body your mammals Take pride in making examples, this is an excellent sample My bad, Khari production, rich as Ferrari production Kid with the art of destruction, my flow retarded or somethin' You're not a part of discussion, soft as the heart of a muffin This shit is hitting my nigga hard, it could cause a concussion Harvest the stuff that I'm puffin', up in the cut that you cuffin' Fucking the slut that you struttin' Basically up to nothing [Hook: Jam Boys] Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round [Verse 2: Truck North] Start to the ending, beginning of your finish Jam Boys win and take over that's the premise Give a big hate to society's menace Mayor McCheese, about to make your girl Grimace Bear witness to a scare tactician A nightmare master, in your dreams I get you The tombstone pisser, for a last laugh with you When I'm on the scene niggas freeze like a picture Please no flash photos, it's murder on the low though Mister Big "Live and Let Die" Yaphet Kotto Over niggas heads like my planes on auto Pilot, so I fly in a flock on solo Try it if you need to, but talk to your people Leave a hero dead no chance for a sequel And wild like Mr. Hyde is my alter-ego Jam Boys lethal, there are none equal [Hook: Jam Boys] Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round [Verse 3: Dice Raw] Jam Boy, the greatest rapper never Understand boy, I don't think you could ever Bring this man down, my reign will last for never Which means I pull quiet, watching the fools riot Niggas don't think of fucking with me, not alone try it I'm sitting on the throne, all alone in silence No time to weigh it up, so I just eyed it I ain't a pimp either nigga, I just talk fly Them niggas fighting over shit I just walk by Toss them a crumb, set them up to be the fall guy The big next vex snacking on them small fries Fake hustlers singing songs of all lies Why make records, man? I've got something you should try It's called suicide, who let these fools inside? The alphabet is my tool I just utilize The English language my bitch I just brutalize [Hook: Jam Boys] Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round [Verse 4: Black Thought] These rappers come a dime a dozen, I'm one in a million Picture a villain on the run with a gun in your building In search of the city of God, I'mma kill a Brazilian Nobody make it out alive but the women and children It's your last hurrah The reaper with the street sweeper was passing by So you ask to die So it's emotion ain't no way you can stop the surgery Feel them fiber-optics when that pen drop, ya' heard me Passed treacherous, the last excellent Ceremonial master, causing the mass exodus Specialize and maximize in my effectiveness Never peace, when you a beast like Dr. Jekyll is Diamonds on my necklace, shottas I'm connected with Probably trying to find you, now continue popping reckless You ain't got to love this, but respect for this is definite Riq Gees for President The next testament [Hook: Jam Boys] Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round Tear it up, tear it down Break it up, break it down Smoke it up, drink it down Bring us another round