[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a MC, from the 313 None of skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta me If you ever be one see
[Eminem:] Man what you know a sweet MC, in the 313 of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a MC, you better become me If you ever be one see
1: Eye-Kyu] Yo some people say I'm whack, now if right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in lifetime My slick sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck this I got more Strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new premeditated Let it be that I stated they it now that they see that I made it The escalated can be put to the of greatness Snatch the heart 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 not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a (so) Harder than LL's the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you 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 master gates And as for face and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana up in your nose Bucking hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have You want shit to blow up? Well I'ma some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom Then bring them some of this real I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing And you all knew from you couldn't hold your 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
Eminem] So what you about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of skills you bout to see come free So you be a sweet MC, you better become me If you wanna be one see
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come 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 so when you see one flee You can be Run-D, never beat the MC I'll 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 hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in you don't remember me I'll run brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, or be killed You will and be sealed your casket you still gonna be billed My facilities filled with fans, to capacity I'll a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If acting soft and he cowers He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off he showers You flowers got no clout with a You could date a of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I the slang, simple as A,B,C's over the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max Relax your dome a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, writers get treated shocks I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with I'm greeted with flocks, of follower's singers You couldn't make the throw up their hands if they swallowed their But you can bring yours let's see you got But don't front and never try to be what not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't
[Chorus: So you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 of these skills you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll become