Try to answer to the or the MC rap God is no joke On the lyric, its hard to be I knew I was the man the master plan To you wiggle and jiggle, like gelatin Just think I sink, into the brain structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, might rupture I take time for me to blow your mind Take a to wreck it because you're dumb and blind So just lounge, cause a MC clown Go join the circus, in town
Total chaos, no mass Rhymes so known to cause an illusion Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son I them all like a .44 magnum MC freeze look and listen, and try to imagine Its traveling the speed of light, but everything's Is frightening, plus the you alone You now enter dimension, the twilight zone You're terrified, you cant bear the thought You and I one-on-one, in the land of the You start to shiver, but you scream, my friend Yo up muttley, because you're dreaming again But next I'm on the scene, do not try to diss us Keep your shut sucker duck, because I'm strictly business
This is the rap season, the e starts pleasing Girls around the no need to be skeezing When I roll I stroll, cool pack a tool Just in case, a brother acts a Ive got the energy, to put the girls in the Put it in shock when I rock, it up I'm not stingy Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the floor (get busy, boy) like you never saw Rhyme flow, to go, after the show, Ill pull your hoe, boy (Yo, you sniff blow? ), no! I got my whole life of me, no time to be sniffing And my parents find out, then they start So I stay, a-okay, cause I'm the e, the
MC's look me in my face, their eyes get weak rate descends, heart rate increases Its like me up, scotty, I control your body I'm as deadly as aids when its to rock a party And all due respect, when I say mic Let a sucker slide once, then I break his So when I say jump, you reply, how Because I'm no prisoners, so don't play hero and die Cause you're a soldier, and I'm a beret I do not twice about the MC's I slay So if you to battle, I highly recommend this your dog, mom, and dad, because I'm strictly business
Yo yo, you're still picking on that four-leaf Bring in the sandman, sucker, its over My name is Erick and I'm back again I see the heads still and my so-called friends They smile in my face, behind my back talk trash Mad and stuff, because they have cash the e-double, or the PMD He a corvette, I drive a samurai Suzuki I'm a locksmith, the key to fame Never on myself, always stay the same Play a lot I'm hot, like a horse I trot Around the track and back, no, I'm not
I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one who likes to say hello To a fly that is good to go With the tempo, and the off-beat rhyme flow Cause when I am in action, is no time for maxing Or relaxing, just subtracting and On a sucker MC who mouth on yapping and flapping I lose my cool, then Ill slapping and smacking You wanna roll? Albee start jacking and capping No time to lounge, I'm packing and At my point of attack I soar at you an eagle I'm the sheriff, and is illegal So next time I'm in town, I highly this You gots to chill, I'm strictly business