Released: August 3, 1993

Songwriter: Jermaine Dupri

Producer: Jermaine Dupri

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)

(Verse 1: Mac Daddy)
Come, come take a dip, as I toughly, roughly repeatedly rip
Of you punks that's got a whole lot to live for
It ain't my fault, you and your crew came soggy
And didn't think about being hard until you saw me
So what you did is make it good, hit 'em good
But for me to you it sounds like you swinging on (DEEZ NUTZ!)
Tryna look like, sound like, hang around like, be down like the quicker quicker ripper, right?
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)
Nasty, nappy, saggy backwards pants rude boy
Totally Krossed Out is my hood that's the truth boy
I got tough rhymes, 'nough rhymes to go around
Flip flop, drop 'em, pick 'em up and break 'em back down!
Uhh, can you feel it (Yeah, yeah!)
Uhh, you don't hear me though, come on now

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)

(Verse 2: Daddy Mac)
Take um out is what I had to do, (Uhh!)
To show 'em that they wasn't ready for my crew. (Uhh!)
I hope you ain't playing 'cause I ain't in the mood
All I'm in the mood for is treating you like Chinese food!
Nick nack, Daddy Mac's got the mic right
Bring it down on these fools trying to floss on the other side
(Let them know they gets no love)
Indeed, showing these niggas what I'm made of!
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)
How you gon' diss my sound, we ain't real G
When them niggas you be rolling with is straight R&B
No flavour-ism, a lot of favourtism
They tried to diss the Kris when diggity-dope is what I is, uh
I hit you like the Chronic, hit you like the Chronic
What you tryna do is supersonic but your nigga done it

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)

(Interval: Daddy Mac and Mac Daddy)
Blathering Blatherskite
Like this like that, If you don't know I go by the name of Mac and I got my nigga D-A-double D-Y on my side
(Right!)
So check this out

(Verse 3: Mac Daddy)
Come, come take a dip, as I toughly, roughly repeatedly rip
Of you punks that's got a whole lot to live for
It ain't my fault, you and your crew came soggy
And didn't think about being hard until you saw me
So what you did is make it good, hit 'em good
But for me to you it sounds like you swinging on (DEEZ NUTZ!)
Tryna look like, sound like, hang around like, be down like the quicker quicker ripper, right?
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)

(Daddy Mac)
How you gon' diss my sound, we ain't real G
When them niggas you be rolling with is straight R&B
No flavour-ism, a lot of favourtism
They tried to diss the Kris when diggity-dope is what I is, uh
I hit you like the Chronic, hit you like the Chronic
What you tryna do is supersonic but your nigga done it

Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I'm uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, 'cause I'm about to take um out!)

Kris Kross

Kris Kross was a 1990s chart-topping platinum-certified American rap duo comprised of Chris “Mac Daddy” Kelly and Chris “Daddy Mac” Smith.

One day in 1990, pre-teens Smith & Kelly were at an Atlanta mall trying to get an autograph from the short-lived trio Silk Tymes Leather when producer Jermaine Dupri was impressed with the boys' look, so he exchanged phone numbers with them. Dupri then spent two years writing music for the group, teaching them to rap, and trying to land them a record deal.

After being turned down several times, eventually Ruffhouse Records signed the duo after hearing “Lil Boys In Da Hood” because they liked the unique perspective of young rappers talking about the ghetto and gang violence.