Well goodness gracious, let me take this Time out to pull a out, and update this For you and yours, simply Some MC's have but suck So I pluck em like on the back of a chicken Cause I'm mad a pit when my man says, "sick 'em" is the mindstate, but it could still mean that I kick a ill, malicious like mean rap they forced me, to knock em all out and They think they know things, what I'm about and try to analyze criticize scandalize The is death, don't ask me to sympathize Realize, that I'm not to be played I'll flip so fast, you know I'm the same kid I'm tired and fed, with all the stuff said All the phony-baloney, that went out like got no leads, so you shoot blanks It's me the crowd as I step to the top ranks Bankin my money, and it wisely Snatchin up chumps they 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 ease like it's lunchtime Or crunchtime, they get done without warning I'll bust that butt from til morning song's 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 force is like a three-eight, blowin your off And that's just in case you might be wearin a Cause you're 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 clear And concise with a nice voice and the fakes like a taste of some poison Punks are thinkin they're alla that, their are all flat They're findin names, in a Wack Rapper's Almanac Me that hollow crap, no way Jose I'll seek out a better sound, to Premier plays Days will go by, and soon you'll why MC's me will rise like the Enterprise Starship, straight for the target Destination, a place where no Is permitted, the is with it to explain How some MC's are scared to ride on a train Or any other train in the city, for matter Playin a role that they stole like a But I know they ain't so I'll paint the real My vocals go solo and like a bolo I'll Square in your face I'll crack ribs and your chest Cause you thought your off-brand jam was the You fessed you guessed people would be impressed I'm gonna bust that on the double "take a rest"
Sit and reflect, ponder and chill out Rhymes like daggers blood spill out But you blame me, for bringin disaster With all ducks, claimin that they're 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 mine cost too I'm the innovative one, me the creative one And I stop til the job is done All the slobs just run when I to get some Cause know better, than to challenge this 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 have a and deserve to get whipped on Their get kissed on, while they get flipped on I slaughter and slay, or slap em up Cause the lyrics they make me seriously sick No substance, no value, but They're gettin daytime play but I say they should "take a rest"