Well gracious, let me just take this out to pull a rhyme out, and update this For you and yours, simply Some MC's luck but suck So I pluck em like feathers on the back of a I'm mad like a pit when my man says, "sick 'em" Positive is the mindstate, but it could mean that I will kick a ill, like mean rap Suckers forced me, to knock em all out and They think they know things, like what I'm and They try to analyze criticize The is death, don't ask me to sympathize Realize, that I'm not to be played I'll flip so fast, you won't I'm the same kid I'm tired and fed, with all the weak stuff All the phony-baloney, that went out Pro-Keds You've got no leads, so you blanks me the crowd thanks as I step to the top ranks Bankin my money, and investin it Snatchin up chumps when they try to 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 like it's lunchtime Or crunchtime, when get done without warning I'll bust that butt nighttime til morning Your song's boring, and so I'm Much points cause when it's to throw joints I cause havoc, the mic I grab is savage I the stage, and make you get off The force is like a three-eight, blowin head off And that's just in you might be wearin a vest Cause you're simply a in this mess I suggest you
Don't ever sleep son, peep one or two of these lines Arranged by a great brain, delivering clear And concise with a dope voice and Killin the like a taste of some poison Punks are thinkin they're alla that, their voices are all They're findin names, in a Wack Rapper's Almanac Me follow that hollow crap, no way I'll seek out a better sound, to Premier plays Days go by, and soon you'll know why like me will rise like the Enterprise Starship, straight for the target Destination, a place no perpetration Is permitted, the Guru is it to explain 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 paint the real picture My go solo and like a bolo I'll hitcha Square in your face I'll crack 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 spill out But you can't 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 downhill Now they're wondering how they lost their Wanna buy my but mine cost too much 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 they know better, than to this go-getter They get bust you can cause I won't let a Booty-ass get wins against me? I guarantee that I won't act Cause have a nerve and deserve to get whipped on Their girls get kissed on, while get flipped on I and slay, or slap em up quick Cause the lyrics they make me seriously sick No substance, no value, but They're gettin daytime but I still say they should "take a rest"