Lyrics:

Mike E. Clark, what up dog
ICP and 2 Tone
This how we do
Murder, Mix, motherfucker

Danger danger, the worlds in danger
We comin' with this Underground Hot Street Banger
We pyro, we sizzle, we so damn hot
We so ........... we on top
Pop radio is pussy, this way too hard
Fifteens behind the backseat stacked in quads
Beatin though the streets
Sounding like the stalking of a strangler
An Underground Hot Street Banger
Danger
Turn it up peepin this alone will drive you mad
This aint a fad, you'll be hooked on the best you ever had
We make your bitches ass shake like a washing machine
Haters get the guillotine, we killin' em on the scene
With the homie Tone Tone and the track full blown
To get your soul blown, and thats your own bone
Cause this is on fire, this that good kinda anger
Thump this Underground Hot Street Banger

From us to where ever you are, we out there
Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger
Everytime this beat hit my ear I dont know where but we there
It just gets better Underground Hot Street Banger
From us to where ever you are, we out there
Rocking this shit together, Underground Hot Street Banger
Everytime this beat hit my ear I dont know where but we there
It just gets better

Everytime we bust a rap they have a panic attack
Four or five hundred hoes crammed in the back
Between us and the bus bitches love how we cuss
And make a big fuss fighting for dick from one of us
And the shows outrageous, bitches all on the stages
Mad hoes in the back, sucking our dick
How can I explain this, I'm famous
I'm the guy who drops underground hot street bangers
Every block with my music ice cream man
I drop flavors with mad hotties screaming in the stands
Stars are in the sky at night when I'm on the strip
On the phone with my wife two hoes blowing my dick
You got a million Facebook pals but not one sale
The only mic you really work is drive through a Taco Bell
We dangerous everybody hook like a hanger
And knocking this Underground Hot Street Banger

[Chorus]

I dont know where you from
But in the D we get ours motherfucker
Find us on top everytime we drop
Another Underground Hot Street Banger

Where I'm from we all same, what up dog
If you aint tokin money then we aint give a fuck ho
My hood is cutthroat so you better tuck yo
Chained when you come 'round
Hit ya with the drumround
It's like we 6 feet deep we so underground
But your whole treat is global when we come around
It's Tone Tone the icepick willy bitch
Yeah we run the town
This the Underground Banger I'm just tryna warn you now
We get the streets locked from block to block, hood to hood
Haters that's just the way we do it, haters say we do it good
I hit the club, make it rain .... a storm
...................... when I'm horny
These others rappers' corny, so I just laugh at 'em
And your .... approach me then I just blast at 'em
When girls meet me they be like "he gangsta"
This the Underground Hot Street Banger

[Chorus]

Yeah yeah Street Banger motherfucker
Tone Tone, Insane Clown Posse
What up, dbl, yeah Detroit, what up, what up dog

[Chorus]