Well goodness gracious, let me just this out to pull a rhyme out, and update this For you and yours, because MC's have luck but suck So I em like feathers 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 that I will kick a ill, malicious mean rap Suckers they me, to knock em all out and They think they know things, like 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 I'll flip so fast, you know I'm the same kid I'm tired and fed, with all the weak said All the phony-baloney, that went out Pro-Keds You've got no leads, so you blanks It's me the thanks as I step to the top ranks Bankin my money, and investin it Snatchin up chumps when try to sneak by me I'm the dominant one, call me the one And as I'm speakin I'll be the dumb Deaf and blind cause I was born with a mind Eatin MC's with like it's lunchtime Or crunchtime, when they get done warning I'll that 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 you're simply a pest in this mess I suggest you
Don't sleep son, peep one or two of these lines here Arranged by a great brain, delivering rhymes And concise with a dope voice and Killin the fakes like a taste of poison are thinkin they're alla that, their voices are all flat They're findin their names, in a Wack Rapper's Me follow that hollow crap, no way seek out a better sound, to somethin Premier plays Days will go by, and soon you'll why MC's like me will like the Enterprise Starship, headin straight for the Destination, a place where no Is permitted, the Guru is it to explain How some MC's are scared to ride on a Four Or any other train in the city, for that Playin a role that stole like a batter But I know they so I'll paint the real picture My vocals go and like a bolo I'll hitcha Square in your face crack your ribs and your chest Cause you thought your jam was the best You fessed cause you people would be impressed I'm gonna that bubble on the double "take a rest"
Sit and reflect, ponder and chill out Rhymes like daggers make blood out But you blame me, for bringin disaster With all these ducks, claimin that the masters Only thing mastered, is how to get wacker As I roll uphill, they roll faster Now they're wondering how they their touch Wanna buy my but mine cost too much I'm the innovative one, me the creative one And I won't til the job is done All the slobs run when I come to get some Cause they know better, than to challenge this get bust you can trust cause I won't let a Booty-ass get wins against me? I guarantee I won't act friendly Cause crabs have a and deserve to get whipped on Their girls get on, while they get flipped on I slaughter and slay, or slap em up the lyrics they kick make me seriously sick No substance, no value, but They're gettin daytime play but I still say they "take a rest"