DJ Homicide Intro lyrics

[DJ Homicide?]
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm your DJ, Your listening to the strongest hands in Hip-Hop right, DJ Homicide

[U-God?]
(???) about my f*cking brothers, why? They ain't my f*cking brothers. Don't let me catch you talking 'bout you gon' try hurt my f*ckin' brothers or you ain't gon' like my brother because of this. That's my family. I'll punch you in your f*cking face. Yeah, we might not get along. Yeah, we got issues with each other. Regardless of that, we going through hell right now. We going through hell. And I'm sitting here and (???) I ain't faking it

[Speaker #3]
f*ck that, cause I'm from New York City goddamn it. You f*ck around with me. There's gonna be consequences and repercussions

[RZA]
Up from the 36 Chambers!

[Speaker #4]
Golden arm is as good as his reputation says with his bare hands he stood all of us up and if he had weapons

[Speaker #5]
Just using his bare arms he was the best with weapons we'd stand no chance. He had us cold

*Gunshot*