Let me tell you somethin' about an style The A, the B, the C, the D, the E, the F, the G, the H, the I, the J, the K The L, the M, the N, the O, the P, the Q, the R, the S, the T, the U The V, W, X, Y, Z, bullshit to me
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a time And move on, you better get week to work with or quit 'Cause I'm on some ol' l shit, capable of but I never committed Takin' no so you better forget it
Tracklin' the world on my tone station, taught her Supercalifalistic emcee witch, diggin' your ditch Givin' ya stitch by stitch, this a bitch
than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade Rhymes are laid, go deeper a mermaid Louder than a siren, I'm not Despirin', the way I'm gettin' fly And I sees ecleptoes and I those Brothers who slept on, when they shoulda on
Rollin' with rush it get no rougher I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, I was holdin' back the man superior, You wanna my title, yo, you'll be aight
You below the plateau I stand on You my faction to put the man on I and bake and break the laws of gravity And if you on, you'll get a cavity
'Cause I'ma giant, and you're a And all LL shit, you can't see me You're and weak, incomplete and off-peak 'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no
Yo man, you know how we take the order emcee's You what I'm sayin'? Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo L, release the on 'em
I release the juice dab in your face Do damage, I'm up the pace My mics' like a when I'm walkin' at nighttime Straight to the dome, like a pipe-line
High speed, stronger Thai-weed Before you up the mic to get fly You all the dope khaki's that you can feature So I can you, you know the procedure
to the man intellectualize, visualize Your posse gettin' paralyzed I don't wanna no alibi's, don't apologize I'll put the highs' in eyes!
The bass in face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the case With that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down The competition is booty get the picture the rigamarole, to get me-a-go
I'm figurin' yo, nigga you I allow, not now, no way, no how Any form of disrespect, you bow Time rough to swamp I do it prompt In my jaws adversaries got chomped
The cordless mic is my utensil Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em a pencil 'Cause I'm massive and a small fry You're all in, a stunt, a Outta order I slaughter wax to make you it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher
Shut up, the alley got attention to get And these l dope lyrics on ya, the beat is pumpin' You know I'm sayin'?
Let me ask you ask a a minute Who could the game of rap and rule it alone many styles on the microphone Build an empire like an African I had to show apu jack the ripper could
I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my There's one title I own it flip-flop, I bust out the workshop They try to eavesdrop, to make rock
Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly of originality 'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelope Then I cut 'em like a cantalope on the ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable
Crack your back bone, hotter brimstone Doin' your overseein' like a chaporone Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit up like a sewin' machine Eat a rapper like a sandwich, 'em in a bandage Crack the stage and leave the audience
Yeah, get on that cut, get funky on it Yo, l, them lyrics is dope man you I'm sayin'? You better raw sick for This how we do it that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin' Yo, this
I'm kinda a soldier, see I told ya When I pick up the mic hold ya Captive, a mack-tive, I'll make I'll track it L'll speak a a sneak as your backs' gettin' weaker
I freak the beat and get Rule over king, you're too You're tryin' to a move for I'ma prove you're
I think he was jealous and in the for an ass-kickin' When you with, the man with the plan Mic in his hand and a skit R-O-U-G-H-E-R, rougher, so we are
to face, mic to mic, man to man While battle ship is sinkin' in quicksand Strappin' to the bottom like a two-ton And break, the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper
Rapper like a pack, step on 'em a mack My DJ scratch a record like a cat E at my with pride who got a bigger rep Shh smoke the mic a cigarette
Every puff is rough a could kill a bull, one toke, your crews' a joke I run through like water through rubber hoses Nigga, I'm comin' up back I got the title bear-witness to a dope recital I've killed men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again 'Cause it get no
You know what I'm I'm rulin' this game It don't get no rougher, peace, LL J