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Yeah, Kaotic in the house!
(That's that shit, that's that shit)
That's that, that's that, that's that, that's that shit!
(That's that shit, that's that shit!)
That's that, hah, that's that shit!
(Kaotic Style)
Yo that's that, that that that's that shit!

Aiyyo I be the trife one in the night son it's the lifer
Sometimes I think I'm losin my mind, keep on fallin behind
SCRAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM nigga, it ain't gon' be no strike three
to bring the fuckin pain and pissed herbal blitz
Don't miss, I bet y'all niggaz know I'm comin out, POW
Bring yo' biggest, throw yo' riches, only stitches
From the depths of East New, off of ??
Equipped with click, A TOP PICK, I bust one
through your fuckin head, these bitches always seem to wanna
be my third leg, but they might involve the Feds - NAHHHH
In this land of hardrocks and glocks
I reign supreme, like wet pussy does to the hard cock
Now takin flight it be the schitzo, from B.K. to Frisco
Disco debonaire with savoir faire
Ahhhhhhh, god damn, it be the Scram on a mission
Out to get much wampum, I got to stomp em
on the warpath at last, Digguh bless these mics and pass
'fore I get up in that ass, check this out
Check, check check check
I'm spittin deadly venom up in em, Bronx got high
Send em to that fuckin green pasture in the sky
One two three, the three is called Kaotic Style
Exotic and wild, freestyles come in large piles
Get down with this, get down with this
Kaotic in the flesh, hittin every mix

East, New, be the rest
Come and test, one of the best in the field
Niggaz yield, for this jiggy appeal
that I be applyin, underground niggaz be dyin
For, all, suicide
Homici