作词 : P.Johnson/K.David/J.Marshal

作曲 : Nujabes

What side you on, you want alive? It's right here

Don't look any further while your vision is clear

A lotta fog in the mist tryin to throw you a curve

All these rappin thugs gettin on my last damn nerve

You eat the same piece of cake day in and day out

That tired ass flavor gets played out (no doubt)

You say that tag along warning to a rhyme for the rest

When we rock all the people say "yessuh"

We fresher than alla these miggy-figgy-niggies on the mic

The scratch, you know the wickywicky words to match

You still playing catch-up, fall far behind the line

Trying to cut, but you wasting your time please, come on dude

We the Five Deez, superior rhyme steez, don't have our own style

We got styles plural, you still caught up in yesterday

Steppin and fetchin, gettin swept away

Futuristic black holdin mics like soldiers hold weapons

On the attack im reppin, Cincinatti's finest no question (give me five)

Now you say Queens City

Now you say Queens City

Throw your hands up in the sky

Wave around from side to side

We about to get fly

Roll my glock over on a sucker who's locomotive

I'm moving in like the ocean, devotion within my rhymes

Same year, last time committed crimes like a felon

Three fifty seven lyrics can bust you up like melons

They ending when I'm dealin at five hundred decibles

I'm yellin "Five Deez" tellin cities and countries before me (say what?)

I'm lucky, these other cats bore me, cold and plastic

I turn the crowd into elastic, I'm stretchin them to the left

And get pulled to the right

Like a periscope, seeing over normal eyesight

I rock all night, so you can roll through the day

Feelin the rhythm to hear my rhymes in delay

I give em what is needed while you just form what they want

Who gonna get jumped, chump? Crunk brothas

Bounce to my jams like blubba, we doin it for lovas

While you suckled with the hatas, on the crossfada

And you say Queens city

Hey, you can call me on your mobile phone

Or grab a pen and a sheet of paper and write a letter at your home

You can download my music off an internet site,

Or you could be mixtapin it, we'll still be creatin it

You could have a compact disc, with vinyl gratin' it

Vibrations, be still, and keep the vibe waitin

A watcher or a reader, a loner or a leader

You could be the one that make the party cold or make it heat up

(make the beats heat up)

Bust slow to my motion, from the highest mountain to the bottom of the ocean

You want it? Final attack, get attacked on DAT

Cause and effect, it's because we wreck

There's no flaws to detect

So don't pause the deck

Local or international, took galactic respect

You could fall from the pressure

Or could you take the weight

(and rhythmic break)

And you say Qu