(Intro) Yeah, I'm feeling it. My nigga Mark. My TJ, Josue, Ralf, and Santos here we go (Chorus) Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (just incase yall know) the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (Verse) How many must I preach, check my lyrics they 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 told yall, minus two that equals f.U. Yall didn't understand ask j-Bone or Teti, they explain to you Told yall I stay under the pressure through my life experience. (Chorus) Watch the way that I flow, Not an but pro Watch the way I flow, Not an amateur but pro (Verse) Yo my life experience they so long they can't be measured I told yall before if I was to be poor, I know 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 the life that you choose, every weekend is the same You go to the bars and drunk off of booze Chorus) Watch the way I flow, Not an amateur 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 better yes the microphone Yeah that's me 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 City that's where my nigga he be chilling yo Chorus) the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro Watch the way I flow, Not an amateur but pro