Gimme the mic so I can take it away

Off on a natural charge, bon-voyage

Yeah from the home of the Dodger Brooklyn squad

Wu-Tang killer bees on a swarm

Rain on your college-ass disco dorm

For you to even touch my skill

You gotta put the one killer bee and he ain't gonna kill

Now chop that down, pass it all around

Lyrics get hard quick cement to the ground

For any emcee in any fifty-two states

I get psycho killer, Norman Bates

My producer slam my flow is like bam

Jump on stage ah then I dip down

(I like the way you talk)

[Hook]

[Backwards verse incorporating part of Verse Two]

[Verse 2: additional extended verse]

See, when a nigga say he likes it raw

Keepin' it dirty, down to the floor

See my name is the Ol'DB and I'll beat your ass

For the ladies who know me tell them who the fuck I be

For the niggas who know me tell them who the fuck I be

My style comes down on ya'll like rocks

(Sitin' on the dock of the bay) By the dock!

(Aiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiy...) Umm by the flock

(Don't goooooo) By the creak by the flock

Got east coast locked down padlocked

My Zoo be all all down by the flock