The Undisputed - Abstract Rude

Ain’t no joke to provoke a top seed

For those who smoke and they got they own weed

Ain’t no walk in the park where I’m from

Dogs that bark, but they talk with they guns

Wasn’t no unlocked doors where I stayed

Too much trust in the cops, you got played

I’m that spade in the deck to cut loose

Be that blade in your neck, give respect due

You didn’t expect me to get this far

Now they caught the vapors, thought they learned from Bismark

This dark track could eclipse the sunrays

Hit hard raps, we should quit the gun-play

'Cuz ain’t no fun to relay the bad news

Our sons and nephews know that cash rules

For it I’ll never sell the soul of Ab Rude

A poet of ever’one to tell the sad truth like

The Undi-Sputed, Heavyweight, Rudest

Pa-rum-pa-pom!

No jargon, could ever dead, this yard mon!

(Yard mon!)

Inside, outside, all sides

Seal the perimeter!

I’m a lion of the pride

His tribe, my tribe, your tribe

I put it into ya!

Warlords of the Flies

Only 9−1-1's a joke here

Cops don’t come till machine gun smoke clears

Show no fear in your heart to get tested

Go nowhere in the dark unprotected

As if I gotta remind you how hectic it is

We all have homies that set-trip

They’ll call for medics when the gats unleashed

You’ll regret it if you don’t make it back in one piece

That’s how they do it no resolving the beef

Why Battle Axe Crew stays armed to the teeth

Comin' at you with them tattood physiques

So if you rap weak, better take a back seat

This is a beat that’s haunting in sleep

It could bump in your jeep, what they want from the street

You could never be measured as this rude

Meet me up at the session to get schooled by

The Undi-Sputed, Heavyweight, Rudest

Pa-rum-pa-pom!

No jargon, could ever dead, this yard mon!

(Yard mon!)

Inside, outside, all sides

Seal the perimeter!

I’m a lion of the pride

His tribe, my tribe, your tribe

I put it into ya!

Warlords of the Flies