Here we go yo, here we go Pick it up yo, here we go Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and Slaughterhouse! Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi And yeah, I'm like Dres, I am like the black sheep I just want a gangsta bitch or I be a bad G You sound dry, your legs look a lil' hashy You thought what you said was classy But slaughterhouse been about breads since Freddy Blasy Freddy this ain't nasty I'm a rap assassin that's sittin' in the Aston That's cleaner then the demeanor on Eddie Haskell Call me the defense back on the track spit in the slaughterhouse pigs and you couldn't put it past me We'd been through a whole lot in the past 'cause niggas bash us for bein' spazzes Let it be known we've never known for bein' average We prime like a corlio enactment When it comes to talent, we the Jackson's Eat a track we assassins We, mean, we back on the scene Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and Slaughterhouse! you spend twenties on flowers, me, I put doves on the rose That's why I'm in the club with your hoes Whatchu lookin' hard for Don't spill escargot on yourself And get slugs in your clothes We the ones with the flows Who hit em wit' the dope lines? The answer's right under your nose Whenever hip-hop's falling off the track We pick it up, pick it up, pick it up Til we, Back on the scene, crispy and clean Fix me some whiskey and lean Bitch we the kings Only time your music is fly in when I Use your compact disc as a Frisbee to fling I'm a cold young, niggar This your hoe? Come get her 'Cause I'm so done, wit her And her whole tongue, glitter With the old cum, spitter Hit her and slide home, home run hitter Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and Slaughterhouse! Ow-wha It's a rap for your team When I get in that ring I put rap in the feignin' I don't know whats happening-ing Either I'm getting better Or y'all falling off like the sag in my jeans Relaxin' I'm clean, immaculate lean Goin' my two steps, somethin' fat in between Haters don't get mad at my dream Opposites attract I'm nice and the track is just mean So I'ma fuck it up, flow ? Olive button up, Bo Jackson's and green Fresh fitted cap on the bean Sorta like a spine on a movie screen Back on the scene Back under the lights like a get with the beam Back at the register wit' the plastic machine Back wearing my gold like magic, Kareem Back in the rap magazines Click! Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean back on the scene Crispy and clean back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and Slaughterhouse! Check it Them rumors you heard about me I refute those The attribute of hoes Don't affect my attitude at all Die from what you told Blood on your new clothes 'Cause even the biggest form a new bow What they want, till glocks wit' em Be in the box wit' em Tryna box wit' em while they got the ox wit' em Dot the eyes wit' em whole life's a rehearsal Cars got the horse power of that old spice commercial Silence when the vets speakin' I'm jet skiing wit lesbians You just seein', wanna just be him In the casino, spendin' petti-cash No worries I'm the same as what you met me as Bitches sayin' go ahead wit' your sexy ass Y'all can have my heart you can get it out this Plexiglas Here's a message to the haters I'll take money, power and fear, the respect'll come later Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean back on the scene Crispy and clean back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and clean Back on the scene Crispy and Slaughterhouse!