(Intro) Yeah, I'm feeling it. My nigga Mark. My nigga TJ, Josue, Ralf, and Santos we go (Chorus) Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (just yall didn't know) the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (Verse) How many times must I preach, check my lyrics stick like a leach I'm intelligent call me the microphone geek, when I speak just open up ears As I proceed to teach done yall, three minus two that equals f.U. Yall understand ask j-Bone or Teti, they will explain to you yall I stay cool under the pressure through my life experience. (Chorus) Watch the way that I flow, Not an but pro Watch the way that I flow, Not an but pro (Verse) Yo my life experience they so long can't be measured yeah I told yall before if I was ever to be poor, I that I would find a cure I need more and more get on the floor, move get out the way Yall life is messed up, the one that the life that you choose, weekend is the same You go to the and you're drunk off of booze Chorus) Watch the way that I flow, Not an but pro the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (Verse) If ever try to challenge me, R,E,H,D,O double G, yall lose B I don't play, every day I will write and I get yes upon the microphone that's me chilling in the south side of H,A,R,T,F,O,R,D C,T One day I gotta move to the Bronx New York that's where my nigga J-Bone he be chilling yo Chorus) Watch the way I flow, Not an amateur but pro the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro