Verse 1: Charlie Brown

Bring one MC two MC three MC
Send any MC's It doesn't matter to me
Sterp up like a thief in the night
No wins and I begin My third eye is bright
Here to shine Light skies the limit on DL
Who fell yeah time will tell
The Leaders Of The New
The #1 crew blunts and brew for the Hip hop school
Girls got my picture posters pin ups
Wanna skin up (big up, big up)
It's a race against the clock, and I can't stop countdown,
hear the sound see Boogie Brown
(Uptown Saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from New York,
word life You know I can kick it
At my show on the down low, you're sellin' wolf-tickets
Ha Ha, the trigger I'm tryin' to tell ya
Now my nigga, I'm getting larger and bigger the factor
here to Cockalak! a crack that back like a chiropractor
just the collective my perspective to be
effective is the main objective
(Warriors come out and"¦) props me say me nots
Any violations won't be tolerated
Let's not debate it if you hate it, 'cause I made it
The loot, the boob tube, all that shit included,
in a matter of seconds you will be excluded
Checka check it out
East Coast stomp in action for rich or for poor
We created the fashion left (foot),
right (foot), stomp (stomp)
Leaders Of The New School do the East Coast stomp

Well it's a quarter
Quarter Quarter Quarter
Quarter to cutthroat
A quarter Quarter Quarter Quarter
Quarter to cutthroat

Verse 2: Dinco D

It's the power of importance making people act as is compare fair
From here to there, fair seems a little quiz
So question what I conquer as Kruger kills a kid
My friends got caught with luger so now he does the bid
Bring 'em in, bring em in
See the clock on the wall with one eye open
Scarface to brawl to panic seized quarter cut
Squeezed to ten gave quarter back five with a minute to win,
then plenty a many men
With any if any trend came rename fame shame
To backspin speakin' spic spans off spills of crack bins
So get your action Right locating jaws draw
Bite mars is mourned warned rating
Torn wound a sprite bright light the mics
Mix vega a quarter woters
What you get when you're broke, becomes bodega bothering, sobering
Ting-a-ling-a-ling (Ding)
Right on to Milo on the dot

Verse 3: Milo

You want strength, what strength
What you really want strength
Milo in the dance is on Chee
Lippie LONS lenght Now 'nuff respect to the sekel set
Seeking section for recovery
D me a beg uni
Don't bother me "Why, ooh"?
Because I and I am the one they call
de pum pum docter no bother
Get vex because I og check your daughter
Ideal Punnie make the I feel better
Me naw Want to put me wood in the wall of fire
One step, two step Make you reach little high
You askin' why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh
Inna me carkey suit and thing Love is all I bring inna the party
Party respect to yardie it's a rude, boy
Type inna everybody White, Black, to Chinie pass the Heini, onset offset
No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the New school law
You better be in by sundown
Sending death threats from miles around
Busta bust down with the surround sound
Tic tac tic Ready to pickins Hip-Hop easy listning
Time to take order 'cause it's a quarter to cut
What, what you can't front

Chorus

Verse 4: Busta Rhymes

No more lucky charms for the malpractice tactics
Fiasco, Fiskell, Siskel and Ebert
Criticism, devilish exorcism
I strive to destroy and kill all inconsiderate organisms
Time will only last for the ones who bust that ass
All gridlock thinking You better think fast, Quick!
Because I'm riffling down the stifling,
trifling sound who's killing who, times killing you
Stupid You need to sweat yourself Don't sweat nobody else
I got my own perspiration check the conversation
Minutes away, your ass is through dealing
Ha, smack yourself and find exactly your feeling
It's detrimental and essensial that I chemistry thoroughly
In my dimensional dungeon residential vicinity
Wack germs You're like a cureless growing disease
Go and suck the clitoris of a trichamonis Discharge cheese
Ha, ease Ha, substract counteract enemies, Ha
Carrying on while I be ripping and shredding
getter fierce gotta pierce the wack to stop the germs spreading
Before you striked, you caught a stroke
Now you're half-dead nigga, "?cause it's a quarter to cutthroat

Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!!
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! (Fading)