Intro/chorus: 
No diggedy   can i kick a rhyme for your mind? 
No diggedy   do we bring it real e'rytime? 
No diggedy   can i kick a rhyme for your mind? 
No diggedy   das efx we rip it e'rytime 
*repeat* 
Verse 1: dray  books 
Yo yo 
Well biggity back from the gutter  ya beat the butter flow comin 
At'cha 
Check the rapture that i miggity manufacture 
Body snatcher  here to throw the pitch again 
Gotta switch again because we back up in this bitch again (no doubt) 
We roll like michelin, the rapper's know the pedigree 
Flowin steadily, yo boogie banger rizzy ready g? 
I'm miggity made of snakes-n-snails and rock wally tails 
Jiggity joined by the balls in case all else fails 
Higgity hails from the land of gunsling and i tell ya one thing 
Diggity das efx we run things, hunting 
Down hardcore clowns and love singers 
And i got more styles than brooklyn got drug slingers (word up!) 
Police oppress me, mc's wanna stiggity stress me 
Tickity talkin more trash than a hefty 
Heaven-to-betsy when dray spark the sess, we left 
You faggot mc's marked for death 
Chorus 
Verse 2: dray, books 
I line up rappers then i drop em like they're dominos (no diggedy!) 
And naybody from their poppa to their momma knows (no diggedy!) 
We got the flows to get ya hyper, plug up the mic-uh 
Phiggity-phone and then it's on because i'm just the type-uh 
And ain't no diggedy, i flow until infinity, you must be kiddin me 
Ain't niggity nuttin gettin rid of me 
Big up to pmd, forever gettin blunted 
Flooded in the triple black benz 500 
I riggity rap like saram from here to pakistan 
Me and my man came to kick styles out the can 
Fridge you with the flow, yo it's the big chill 
Ship all pounds plus stack my grants in a hill 
So you better set the *?backra?* or ya head'll splat 
I smiggity smoked the pot that called the kettle black 
Provoke and get your jiggity jaw broke 
B-k-l-y-n we no joke! 
Chorus 
Verse 3: dray, books 
Well yo the 1 is for them suckers, the 2 is for my shortys 
The 3 is for my knuckers puffin els and crackin 40's 
Diggy das efx you know the text we never slackin 
We back and fliggity flex a nigga, check the rappin 
Niggas be actin shady!!!! 
So i got eyes behind my back and i biggity black the 80 
Yo we crazy as they come smokin blunts by the carton 
Beg your pardon but mc's is a pain like ???? 
Sharpen up your skills, it's on the real to break em down 
My sound is strictly hardcore underground 
Chorus x1 1/2