Try to to the master or the MC rap God is no joke On the lyric, its hard to be I I was the man with the master plan To make you wiggle and jiggle, gelatin Just think while I sink, into the structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, might rupture I don't time for me to blow your mind Take a second to it because you're dumb and blind So just lounge, cause a MC clown Go join the circus, in town
Total chaos, no confusion Rhymes so hypnotizing known to an illusion Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son I pull them all a .44 magnum MC stop 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, called the twilight You're terrified, plus you cant bear the 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 time I'm on the scene, do not try to us Keep your mouth shut duck, because I'm strictly business
This is the rap season, the e starts pleasing Girls around the world no need to be When I roll I stroll, cool pack a tool Just in case, a brother a fool Ive got the energy, to put the in the frenzy Put it in shock when I rock, it up I'm not stingy Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance (get busy, boy) like you saw before Rhyme flow, good to go, the show, Ill pull your hoe, boy (Yo, you blow? ), hell no! I got my whole ahead of me, no time to be sniffing And my parents find out, they start riffing So I stay, a-okay, cause I'm the e, the
MC's look me in my face, then their eyes get Pulse rate descends, heart rate 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, I say mic check Let a sucker once, then I break his neck So I say jump, you reply, how high? Because I'm taking no prisoners, so don't play and die Cause a soldier, and I'm a green beret I do not think twice about the MC's I So if you want to battle, I highly 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, because its My name is Sermon and I'm back again I see the heads still turning and my so-called smile in my face, behind my back they talk trash Mad and stuff, because they don't cash the e-double, or the PMD He drives a corvette, I drive a samurai I'm a locksmith, the key to fame Never high on myself, stay the same a lot because I'm hot, like a horse I trot Around the and back, fatigued? no, I'm not
Well I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one who likes to say To a fly that is good to go the slow tempo, and the off-beat rhyme flow Cause when I am in action, is no time for maxing Or relaxing, subtracting and reacting On a MC who mouth keeps on yapping and flapping I lose my cool, then Ill start and smacking You wanna then Albee start jacking and capping No time to lounge, I'm and strapping 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 recommend You gots to chill, because I'm strictly