[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta me If you wanna be one see
[Eminem:] Man what you know about a MC, in the 313 None of these you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you become me If you ever be one see
1: Eye-Kyu] Yo some say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in lifetime My slick accapella sounds with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since to ever hit the streets a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga with this I got more Different Strokes than Philip On open mic I bone your women to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new premeditated Let it be that I they hate it now that they see that I made it The escalated can be put to the of greatness the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it the reason I'm hated To represent my If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be But pimping it, and acting like you rock a show (so) Harder than LL's the Bells, but you is a ho (now) that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master And as for face clutching and the flows I got them open like smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an Defiance, no we won't have You your shit to blow up? Well stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real I beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about And you all knew Meeko That you couldn't hold own with the strength of Lou Forigno So that bullshit and flow Yo, you to come with the real skills, and act like you know
[Chorus: So what you about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you bout to see free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me If you ever be one see
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a MC, from the 313 None of these you bout to see come free So you wanna be the sweet MC, you become me If you ever be one see
[Verse 2: So what, you know about a MC, in the 313 You don't know shit so when you see one You can be Run-D, never beat the MC stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure your to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Your ass forgot, so just in you don't remember me I'll run your brain the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be You and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed My facilities filled fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper with the crack of his ass shitty If he's soft and he cowers He better come then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers You got no clout with a thing You date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, as A,B,C's Skip the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max your dome like a solo from a saxophone So are known, writers get treated with shocks I rock a beat then you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of follower's singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they their But you can bring yours let's see you got But don't front and never try to be you're not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't
Eye-Kyu] So what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 of these skills you just seen come free So you be a sweet MC, you'll never become