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

I specify in rockin my page from the
I dig down deep my psyche
Information excites me, the invites me
When I, throw on my Nike's and step to it

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

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

I'm that hip-hop SPOKESman, I 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 shit
Them dirty fingers, for the scepter
All up in yo' but I'm not Dr. Lector
Or Dr. Phil, but I still got to
white widdle, black widdle, fat pill
To take for your enjoyment, to get
I don't it I spill it out, and tell it so angelic

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

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

Okay Mr. Pick to Ten, is it

What kind of box you thinkin in?Think again

Draw a blank, you saw a
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 it's tension in they
An of the game and, I stake this claim
And break these chains and one's for the last train

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

We got one verse to rock this beat
And seperate the good from the weak
So, get in the groove, and feel the

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