[ Keith Murray ]  Yo, hey yo, I step out the shell like a black pearl  But come to destroy you of all worlds  I eat you inside out like stress  The best, I never lose a rhyme contest  While troublesome black rolls flows  Bleed internal external like a bloody nose  Props grow like crops  Desert boot Clarks wit no socks  Parking space killer stay out my lot  You hear my voice, you see my face, you know my name  I take it out your ass and charge it to the game  I battle with words, go to war with ideas  You defeat me never in a million years  The factor of the rapture  Is that you either get killed, wound, or captured  They shoot you up so bad til the end you fought  But then you got caught up in my final thought  Nigga    Miss Thing, there is no guest list tonight (sampled)     [ Redman ]  Yo, yo, yo, yo  I get on the mic like badoobedut kick roundhouse  You the tightest motha fucka let me find out  When I pull mines out   I could gaffle Mr. Keebler for all his Chips Ahoy out the chalk Town House  Give you static like your mixer got the ground out  Hug you wit my hands in your grandmas pouch  Im down south wit Outkast wit pounds out  Wicked enough to throw the gun in James Bond mouth  You know E and Keith when we brawl  I be in more hoods than that big fork and spoon on your kitchen wall  And overall, on yall a protocal  My style is Kabal, finish him  For the Benjamins  Fools call me the Grinch  Cause I punch you in your face Christmas on two fifth  While the cops watch the Jamaican hide pot  When I stomp I leave the shoe size of Sasquatch    Miss Thing there is no guest list tonight     [ Erick Sermon ]  Yo, yo  Its E the assassin ANTONIO BANDERAS  Catch a few of my enemies by the bodegas  So face it, some of yall should go back to basics  Before the prom, before Sissy Spacik  Reevaluate whats right for you  From the start or was it something you wanted to do fucker  I dig a hole so deep you cant return  And hear about the episode on Howard Stern  Im born wit heart I blast ya  Hit ya wit the fishing deep water and take your yacht master  Playing me one time thats unforgivin  I got a body one count and we aint bullshittin  We be thick in the mix, milk wit Quik  In the business I work every circuit  Im bigger, better, and deafer  So however, wherever, whenever, heffer    Miss Thing there is no guest list tonight ( 4x )