My new resolution, persist to end all wack MC confusion To break MC's in half, their be like illusion My conclusion Lootpack's the group that cause Fusion mic check 1 but can't get with 2's
And I take levels of the embrace the bass And grab a hold of the steel and face to face Silly mortals coming portals yabbin' at the lip Even if their ass was Asian, still couldn't flip
Some old lyrical, my rhymes be physical Kickin' metaphorical, my historical It's better for a cool to say he saw me in an article
I hear wack but yo, it's hard to cool Wild Child down I don't clown, I just forth kicking that Lootpack sound I give props with my Likwit Crew I rock with I unlock styles locksmith
Never am I weededed, I don't to smoke, yeah, weededed Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never needed it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get up
First off, Lootpack set it off to ya band The only smoke you ever see, Child get be second hand ignored non-freestylin' MC's, they get me bored My exhibit I'm the rhythmic dyslexic Lord
Child, known to most people as Cracker Jack Your style got no like licorice that be black I'm offending when I start men forth with 100 percent adrenaline
It's not my when I come with hip hop from my heart I get pissed when MC's step up and test my art Props to CDP Crew's, East, West My style or I'ma get your and push eject
'Cuz we weededed, yo, an MC who gets Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never needed it, I don't to smoke a blunt to get pepped up Ask yourself when you weededed, are you an MC who weededed? Only a true MC, your ass is weededed, I never needed it
Hello, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Mr. Yes that's my name, son, what's the Come through to my studio so you can my verb All right chill with me, lounge with me, rhymes tight Now, been rapping for a week?
Yes, yes, I'm This is a state most wack MC's be in Thinking they can a blunt once and become an MC The way I see you'll see things clearly Making quotes like Lootpack rocks
Mr. Herb, yes, I need opinion, my mind's a blur Hey yo, with me and I'll make your rhyme's slur How's I'll call my homeboy, his nickname's Sherm He'll fill you in, you know your memory's short term
And you'll be like, I can crunch any And I have the illest case of so please keep, right Doing what doin', enhancin' my vocalision The only I see you is with infrared vision
I'm weededed, are you an MC who gets weededed? Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up Ask yourself one time when you
All you wack who get weededed Every you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never needed it, I don't to smoke a blunt to get pepped up