Well goodness gracious, let me just this Time out to pull a rhyme out, and this For you and yours, because Some MC's have luck but So I pluck em like on the back of a chicken I'm mad like a pit when my man says, "sick 'em" Positive is the mindstate, but it could still mean I will a ill, malicious like mean rap Suckers they forced me, to em all out and They think know things, like what I'm about and They try to criticize scandalize The outcome is death, don't ask me to Realize, I'm not to be played with I'll flip so fast, you won't know I'm the kid I'm tired and fed, with all the weak said All the phony-baloney, that out like Pro-Keds You've got no leads, so you shoot It's me the crowd thanks as I to the top ranks Bankin my money, and investin it Snatchin up chumps when try to sneak by me I'm the one, call me the prominent one And as I'm I'll be bombin the dumb Deaf and blind cause I was with a sharp mind Eatin MC's with ease like lunchtime Or crunchtime, when they get done without I'll bust butt from nighttime til morning Your boring, and so I'm scoring Much points cause when it's time to throw I cause havoc, the mic I is like savage I invade the stage, and you get off The is like a three-eight, blowin your head off And that's in case you might be wearin a vest Cause you're simply a pest in this mess I you
Don't ever son, peep one or two of these lines here Arranged by a brain, delivering rhymes clear And concise with a dope voice and Killin the fakes a taste of some poison Punks are thinkin alla that, their voices are all flat They're findin their names, in a Wack Almanac Me follow that crap, no way Jose I'll seek out a better sound, to somethin Premier will go by, and soon you'll know why MC's like me rise like the Enterprise Starship, headin straight for the Destination, a place no perpetration Is permitted, the Guru is with it to How MC's are scared to ride on a Four train Or any train in the city, for that matter Playin a role that stole like a batter But I know they ain't so I'll the real picture My vocals go solo and like a bolo hitcha Square in your I'll crack your ribs and your chest you thought your off-brand jam was the best You fessed cause you people would be impressed I'm gonna bust bubble on the double "take a rest"
Sit back and reflect, and chill out Rhymes daggers make blood spill out But you blame me, for bringin disaster With all these ducks, claimin that the masters Only they mastered, is how to get wacker As I roll uphill, they roll faster Now they're wondering how they lost their Wanna buy my rhymes but cost too much I'm the one, call me the creative one And I won't til the job is done All the slobs just run when I to get some Cause know better, than to challenge this go-getter They get bust you can trust I won't let a rapper get wins against me? I guarantee that I won't act Cause crabs a nerve and deserve to get whipped on Their girls get on, while they get flipped on I slaughter and slay, or slap em up Cause the lyrics they kick make me sick No substance, no value, but They're gettin daytime play but I still say should "take a rest"