[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 a sweet MC, you gotta me If you wanna be one see
[Eminem:] Man what you about 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 people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your 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 thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no fuck with this I got more Strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics (bitch) We to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now 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 take it that's the reason I'm To represent my If rap was a dick all you so called hard would not be impitant But it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I My they keep coming 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 touching the I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your Bucking these hoes, I got that shit to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an Defiance, no we won't that You want your to blow up? Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in ass crack And blast that to kingdom come bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a about And you all knew Meeko That you hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop bullshit and flow Yo, you to come with the real skills, and act like you know
[Chorus: So you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these 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 about a sweet MC, the 313 None of these skills you bout to see free So you wanna be the MC, you gotta become me If you ever be one see
[Verse 2: So what, you know a sweet MC, in the 313 You don't know shit so when you see one You can be Run-D, you'll never the MC stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot I'll make the roof hot I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your memory It's either them or me man, or be killed You will and be sealed your casket closed you gonna be billed My facilities with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the of his ass shitty If acting soft and he cowers He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he You flowers got no with a thing You could a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, as A,B,C's Skip over the D's and the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max Relax your dome a solo from a saxophone So are known, writers get treated with shocks I rock a beat harder then you could beat it rocks I'm with flocks, of fellow follower's singers You couldn't make the fans throw up hands if they swallowed their But you can yours let's see what you got But front and never try to be what you're not Cause you can be quick, the candlestick, burn your back And Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Eye-Kyu] So what you know about a MC, from the 313 None of these skills you just come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll become