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I'm the of all trades, master of one
and underpaid, blastin this mic gun
Put it to your temple, and pop yo'
Break you down like kempo, I'm in the arts

I specify in rockin my from the heart
I dig down within my psyche
excites me, the knowledge invites me
When I, throw on my and step to it nicely

Huh, unlikely any man could out-mic me
Lightning, please strike me like it did when I was a
Hit me a hundred thousand volts and make me smile
You name it I can aim it, catch it and it, explain it
Take it and it in beautiful technicolor
Directly from another place you could no other
To stand by these trues and break rules

We defy the of cool and sang these blues and bring this news

I'm that SPOKESman, I ain't a coke man

A good folks man, he for the mic and broke his hand
It's not my problem, it's not my
It's not my concern, I don't give a about
Them dirty fingers, for the scepter
All up in yo' head but I'm not Dr.
Or Dr. Phil, but I got to kill
white widdle, black widdle, fat pill
To for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
I don't sell it I spill it out, and it so angelic

My rap gat makes your brain
Blow up, everything that's up your hat
It's firin the pistons gas, in the
Fuck a foot in the door, we off the hinges

When my, is broken, glass is broken
And class is open, and it's left smokin

Okay Mr. to Ten, is it sickenin?

What kind of box you thinkin in?Think again

a blank, you saw a tank
But didn't see my soldiers on the flank movin up rank
The Hip-Hop Hall of Fame went up in
When they, mention my name tension in they brains
An extension of the game and, I stake claim
And break chains and this one's for the last train

I'm the jack of all trades, of one
And the thing I is blastin this mic gun
Put it to temple, and pop yo' pimple
Break you down like kempo, I'm trained in the

We got one verse left to rock beat
And seperate the shit from the weak
So, get in the groove, and the sound

And once you're inside spread around
the bottom to the top, top, to the bottom
I'm, rock 'em, while, I still got 'em
I rock hour with style and power
And this, is yo' MC
I don't know if, all of you heard
But it's up to YOU to rip.. fade out*