作词 : Jason Mizell/Kirk Jones/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Chylow M. Parker

作曲 : Jason Mizell/Kirk Jones/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Chylow M. Parker

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Well, it's another one（What!?） In the gutter one（What!?） Ghetto runnin' 'em

Troublesome - Extra double dum; I come to beat 'em

Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em - so what if that I'm cheatin'?

Now everyone wanna say I'm grimy （Yeah, I know!）

I'm-a show ya' how; Come on! （All in together now!）

Yeah, ooh, yeah - YEAH! - That's how it's gotta be, so

Stop tryin' to be loud as me, 'cause you can't do that!

Think about it! Playin' Russian roulette with an automatic,

I put my ass against the line, the last bullet is first - on line

Toughest step, and I rep and I run; Packin' a weapon is wild!

Peace to the brothers on Ryker's Isle - Toughen up; A-tremble-em-ba-lin

Like a crimin-a-million puffs I took: I - ooh, my god, I'm so high!

Just they say, "Hey, Rodney," say, "You look like a -

- Grem-a-lin!" A What!? Just they say to make a kid

Make a million children slam! Slam! SLAM!

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

I'm the mean 'n nasty, greedy-smashing, ever-slow-gasser （Ooh!）

Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp basher （Aah!）

That I provide - I provide that you was cheap!

Beside the ghetto vibe make me flip like Jeckle and Hyde （Of Course!）

I come across with the pure, for sure

Un-adult-a-rated, un-conformed

Disgusted! Busted! You wanna touch it! Too hot!

You forgot, you're not ready! Your head could get ruptured!

Hit between the eyes; I plan to vandalize

I supply the static （I roll with the bad guys!）

The villians （Yup）, Crooks （HA）, biters and the fighters!

See the big black picture if ya' look inside of

My mind: It's graphic. Expressed it. Grasp it.

So, kill the copy cat - I can't: It's all mastered!

Directed it. When ya' least expected it

And thought it was safe, ONYX hit you in the face, so SLAM!

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

I'm a b-boy

Standin in my b-boy stance

Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants

The mad author of anguish; my language, polluted

Onyx is heavyweight （Sonsee: And still undisputed!!）

He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes

I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused

And I'm.... so confused

umm, excuse me, for example

I'ma inspiration, of my WHOLE generation

And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers

Its straight immitation

A figment, of your imagination

But but but but wait it gets worse!!

I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst

Comin thru wit a scam, a foolproof plan

B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!）

Slam! （duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!）

Slam!