1] Droppin a flow like this be the suckers And the rhythm and showin I'm bringin the feel of my tongue And be makin em manifest that I be the young Flowin style I be singin and bringin breakin the people and go in the mind of a teen Be makin em hear it and up in him that I'm a star to become Quick the lyrical I'ma kick You catch the rhythm of it Cause hip-hop is becomin complicated, never be hung Bringin a style this kinda quick and crisp A twist be comin from Chi-Town I know hip-hoppers all over will be stung
(How was the brung?) the tip of my tung [7X] (How was the brung?) among the tip of my tung
2] Rock the style of my second verse that of my first Be showin the hip-hop my types of flowin, but not the best of T an imagination this was took, a mental crook Stirring up like a chef or cook I hear say give me the recipe Breakin this off in the fashion of an erection of an style That I'ma use to just confuse and people then go dumb You say me style be wack cause y'all can't manifest I be sayin I'm a lyrical midget, watch me then say fee-fi-fo-fum Flowin this like a that I'm incredible is what they be stung by I'ma give in a flow of the funk I erect like 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 peepee Rockin and me stylin, and me stylin, wildin Them say me tracks be wack, I just sip them like coco Loco, a lyrical thing I sling and like Sing-Sing,