| Song | B-Boy Hard |
| Artist | Phunk Junkeez |
| Album | Injected |
| 作词 : Phunk Junkeez | |
| It's the mother phunking Junkeez | |
| Taking you for a test drive | |
| Don't try to front | |
| The posse's gonna kick it live | |
| With a style so versatile | |
| Rocking the mic on top of the pile | |
| So turn up the system; push the level past 10 | |
| Hit record, sucker | |
| You'll want to hear it again | |
| So listen up, y'all while we demonstrate | |
| The doped up beat of the B-Boy Break. | |
| We're B-Boy tough | |
| We're B-Boy hard | |
| A two-man hit squad that will exterminate | |
| This is for real; we never perpetrate | |
| All you poseurs say you are hardcore | |
| Stalk us as prey, but we are the predators | |
| Feel the bass as the rhythm kicks in | |
| Guitar in the back with the snare drum fill-in | |
| We overpower with the vocal firepower | |
| An hour after hour, our rhymes stay high powered | |
| Our beats are on the upswing | |
| We say it in a rap because we do not sing | |
| Informers, performers | |
| We are the the brainstormers | |
| We do it like this because we're no conformers | |
| Thoughts and rhymes that always interlink | |
| Say what's on our minds because we do not lip sync | |
| A-B-C, what's it gonna be | |
| Are you ready for the rhythm | |
| Roachclip get down. | |
| We're B-Boy tough | |
| We're B-Boy hard | |
| Hooray, hooraw ya sis-boom-ba | |
| I shave my head but don't koombaya | |
| So get up Mr. Tambourine Man | |
| Like O.J. Simpson, I'll fly across the land in a second | |
| Build a shop, and I'll wreck it | |
| We're microphone checking so you best respect it | |
| Tracks on wax, that the facts | |
| Look out here comes a rap attack. | |
| We're B-Boy tough | |
| We're B-Boy hard |
| zuò cí : Phunk Junkeez | |
| It' s the mother phunking Junkeez | |
| Taking you for a test drive | |
| Don' t try to front | |
| The posse' s gonna kick it live | |
| With a style so versatile | |
| Rocking the mic on top of the pile | |
| So turn up the system push the level past 10 | |
| Hit record, sucker | |
| You' ll want to hear it again | |
| So listen up, y' all while we demonstrate | |
| The doped up beat of the BBoy Break. | |
| We' re BBoy tough | |
| We' re BBoy hard | |
| A twoman hit squad that will exterminate | |
| This is for real we never perpetrate | |
| All you poseurs say you are hardcore | |
| Stalk us as prey, but we are the predators | |
| Feel the bass as the rhythm kicks in | |
| Guitar in the back with the snare drum fillin | |
| We overpower with the vocal firepower | |
| An hour after hour, our rhymes stay high powered | |
| Our beats are on the upswing | |
| We say it in a rap because we do not sing | |
| Informers, performers | |
| We are the the brainstormers | |
| We do it like this because we' re no conformers | |
| Thoughts and rhymes that always interlink | |
| Say what' s on our minds because we do not lip sync | |
| ABC, what' s it gonna be | |
| Are you ready for the rhythm | |
| Roachclip get down. | |
| We' re BBoy tough | |
| We' re BBoy hard | |
| Hooray, hooraw ya sisboomba | |
| I shave my head but don' t koombaya | |
| So get up Mr. Tambourine Man | |
| Like O. J. Simpson, I' ll fly across the land in a second | |
| Build a shop, and I' ll wreck it | |
| We' re microphone checking so you best respect it | |
| Tracks on wax, that the facts | |
| Look out here comes a rap attack. | |
| We' re BBoy tough | |
| We' re BBoy hard |