Well goodness gracious, let me take this Time out to pull a out, and update this For you and yours, simply MC's have luck but suck So I pluck em feathers on the back of a chicken Cause I'm mad like a pit my man says, "sick 'em" is the mindstate, but it could still mean that I will kick a ill, like mean rap Suckers they forced me, to em all out and think they know things, like what I'm about and They try to criticize scandalize The outcome is death, ask me to sympathize Realize, that I'm not to be with flip so fast, you won't know I'm the same 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 blanks It's me the crowd as I step to the top ranks Bankin my money, and it wisely Snatchin up chumps when they try to by me I'm the dominant one, me the prominent one And as I'm I'll be bombin the dumb and blind cause I was born with a sharp mind Eatin MC's with ease like it's Or crunchtime, when they get done without I'll that butt from nighttime til morning Your boring, and so I'm scoring Much points when it's time to throw joints I cause havoc, the mic I grab is like I invade the stage, and you get off The force is a three-eight, blowin your head off And that's just in you might be wearin a vest Cause you're simply a pest in this I suggest you
Don't ever sleep son, one or two of these lines here by a great brain, delivering rhymes clear And concise a nice dope voice and Killin the like a taste of some poison Punks are they're alla that, their voices are all flat findin their names, in a Wack Rapper's Almanac Me follow hollow crap, no way Jose I'll seek out a better sound, to somethin Premier Days go by, and soon you'll know why MC's like me rise like the Enterprise Starship, headin straight for the Destination, a place where no Is permitted, the Guru is with it to How some are scared to ride on a Four train Or any other train in the city, for that a role that they stole like a batter But I know they ain't so I'll paint the picture My vocals go solo and like a bolo I'll Square in face I'll crack your ribs and your chest Cause you thought your off-brand jam was the You fessed cause you guessed people would be I'm gonna bust bubble on the double "take a rest"
Sit and reflect, ponder and chill out Rhymes like daggers make spill out But you blame me, for bringin disaster With all ducks, claimin that they're the masters Only thing they mastered, is how to get As I roll uphill, they downhill faster Now they're wondering how they their touch Wanna buy my rhymes but mine cost too I'm the innovative one, me the creative one And I stop til the job is done All the just run when I come to get some Cause they know better, than to challenge go-getter get bust you can trust cause I won't let a Booty-ass rapper get wins me? I guarantee that I act friendly Cause crabs a nerve and deserve to get whipped on Their girls get on, while they get flipped on I and slay, or slap em up quick Cause the lyrics they kick me seriously sick No substance, no value, but gettin daytime play but I still say they should "take a rest"