Basics (feat. Prodigy)

Oh, this fuckin' kid

Yo, can't deny it

Don't get it twist, get it fixed

Yo dunn, straight up, yo, this is how we do

Straight up

Let me start from the beginning, at the top of the list

P-Double dispose of rap garbage

Expose novice, trash style, **** try hardest

Clowns attempt to rep, get slapped the farthest

I'm P, like the stink of urine in your staircase

**** – from me stay the most distant, you outta place

Grime rhyme, my story too foul for primetime

So I don't give a fuck about MTV

Or any radio station that won't play me

They own kids give me spins on tapes and CDs

Infamous 1st Infantry tee's

Army-green so it match your fatigues

Desert Storm tan, dunn down

I could see it, let's be it

My whole click blow sticks and fears

Abolition, cancel your position

Don't ever in your life you're livin' challenge my division

Yo dunn, we nice wit' rhymes, on the L, **** feel this

Something for the people, I know what they want to hear is

P-E-double wit the realness

M-O-B-B **** is fearless

Q-B-C in it, all day feel this

And smash these **** wit' a verse like –

Dead weight, that you could never move or shake

Demonstrate "Live **** Rap" throughout the states

Initiate lump sum, all **** is fake

Take time out to think before I wrote the page

Celebrate my type of style, dunn – it's a real one

Kill time, sit around and compare guns

Me and mines, we a bunch of old time

Young dudes, while ya'll feud or argue, we playin' it cool

Boy, **** get shot for less than words

Save the speech for those concerned – we squeeze first

Here's to those who won't hesitate for that

Dedicated to the type who could relate to that

Out-of-state clicks understand the cause

Overseas teams is down wit' the force

**** that can't speak the language repeat the songs

Charged off of doses of this raw

Yo, it's that shit for your ears to list'

Something for the people, I know what they wanna hear is

P-E-double wit the realness

M-O-B-B **** is fearless

Q-B-C in it, all day feel this

Takin' ya'll **** back where you're s'posed to, ****

P-double, ****

What? Tony Toca, yo

Chemistry on the beats (Uh)

****, Murda Muzik – the movie, the LP

Yo, it's straight up, dunn, it's like this

Straight up, yo – peace to N-O-Y-D

H-A-V-O-C, – ****, what?

G.O.D., Ty Nitty, Gambino, Twiggy

Aiyyo, dunn, check it – P mothafuckin' eh you

It's like this, son... straight up, uh