Intro: Lil Dap
  Yeah, uh
  Group Home Zone
  718 Area Code
  Uh, throw your hands hand
  Uh, BK's own
  Straight like that, real like that
  You feel me like that
  Check it out
  
  {Lil Dap}
  We shoot a rhyme in the ghetto, so you know what's up
  For y'all punk style niggas, just shut the fuck up
  East New York, rep it from the top of the town
  We've been around, motherfuckers can't get down
  Like Lil Dap, Jigga L, Jigga I.L.
  V.A.P., motherfucker can't release in me
  Blackadon, Kai-Bee, Brainsick Family
  We tear our hole, watch your ass if you're a fake M.C.
  So fuckin with me, is fuckin with fatality
  With chronology, fallin with my enemies
  So play your part, and peep my lyrical art
  Comin straight from the heart, bringin light to the dark
  I'm watchin the dime, nigga done lost his mind
  Livin on Group Home, trying to stop my shine
  Takin my cream, don't even seen those dreams
  Enemy minds, I hope you peep this slang in my rhymes
  
  Chorus (4X): Lil Dap
  Uh, Recognize game, recognize game
  Some cats will sabotage and try to steal your name
  
  {Kai-Bee}
  I'm affiliated with heavyweighters
  And nothing but regulators
  Young don, that rock gators
  And cat's they just hate us
  So what's the realness, I feel this listen to the fullest
  Flyin god street, reckin Hennessey
  Bust a bullet's at my enemy
  Crashin your spots like that cat that shot JF Kennedy
  Right in the nod, we comin through y'all
  All over your spot....
  {fades}