1] Droppin a flow this be breakin the suckers And rippin the and showin I'm bringin the feel of my tongue And be makin em that I be rockin the young Flowin this style I be singin and It's breakin the people and go in the mind of a Be makin em hear it and manifest up in him I'm a star to become the lyrical style I'ma kick You better the rhythm of it Cause hip-hop is becomin complicated, never be left Bringin a style like kinda quick and crisp A twist be comin from Chi-Town I know hip-hoppers all over will be stung
(How was the brung?) Frum the tip of my tung (How was the brung?) Frum the tip of my tung
2] Rock the style of my second verse that of my first Be showin the hip-hop hypes my types of flowin, but not the of T From an this was took, a mental crook Stirring this up like a chef or I hear them say me the recipe Breakin off in the fashion of an erection of an adventurous style That I'ma use to just confuse and smart people then go You say me style be wack y'all can't manifest what I be sayin I'm a lyrical midget, watch me then say fee-fi-fo-fum Flowin this like a veteran that I'm incredible is what they be by When I'ma give in a flow of the funk I erect a wee-wee Then see me gee, we be DJ and T.T. Steppin and then I'ma find a lyrical line that'll flow from me like Rockin and me stylin, and me stylin, wildin Them say me tracks be wack, I sip them like them coco Loco, a thing I sling and cling like Sing-Sing,