[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a MC, from the 313 of these skills you bout to see come free So you be a sweet MC, you gotta become me If you wanna 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 be a sweet MC, you better become me If you ever be one see
[Verse 1: Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's I'm the freshest whack MC that you heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga with this I got more Different Strokes Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights Let it be that I they hate it now that they see that I made it The can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from and I ate it So I it that's 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) than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all master gates And as for face clutching and the flows I got open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on an appliance Defiance, no we won't have You want shit to blow up? Well I'ma stuff some in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom Then bring some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing And you all from Meeko That you couldn't your own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop that bullshit and Yo, you need to come with the skills, and act like you know
Eminem] So what you know about a MC, in the 313 of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me If you wanna be one see
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a MC, from the 313 of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be the sweet MC, you become me If you wanna be one see
2: Eminem] So what, you know a sweet MC, in the 313 You know shit so when you see one flee You can be Run-D, you'll beat the MC I'll stop the at S and got it down to a T I'm sure your bound to agree, a MC crashes the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Scott Your ass forgot, so in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your memory It's either or me man, kill or be killed You will and be sealed your casket you still gonna be billed My facilities with fans, packed 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 with a thing You could date a of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I the slang, simple as A,B,C's Skip the D's and rock the microphone with E's MC's and I'ma max alone Relax your like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, get treated with shocks I a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's You make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their But you can bring yours let's see you got But don't and never try to be what you're not you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you ain't Jack
[Chorus: So what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you just seen come So you wanna be a sweet MC, never become