[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you bout to see free So you be a sweet MC, you gotta become me If you ever be one see
[Eminem:] Man what you about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me If you ever be one see
[Verse 1: Yo some people say I'm whack, now if right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga with this I got more Different Strokes than Philip On open mic I bone your just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights Let it be I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it The escalated can be put to the test of Snatch the heart MC's and I ate it So I it that's the reason I'm hated To my temperment If rap was a all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a (so) Harder than LL's the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all master gates And as for face and touching the flows I got open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking hoes, I got that shit down to a science them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't that You your shit to blow up? I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that to kingdom come Then bring them some of real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a about And you all knew from That you hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop that and flow Yo, you need to with the real skills, and act like you know
Eminem] So what you about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you bout to see free So you be a sweet MC, you better become me If you ever be one see
Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you bout to see free So you be the sweet MC, you gotta become me If you wanna be one see
2: Eminem] So what, you know a sweet MC, in the 313 You don't know so when you see one flee You can be Run-D, never beat the MC I'll the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure your bound to agree, a MC crashes the spot I'll make the roof hot I was Rock Master Scott ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, or be killed You will and be sealed casket closed you still gonna be billed My facilities filled fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass If he's acting and he cowers He better come cleaner Jay Rue jacking off when he showers You got no clout with a thing You could date a of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, as A,B,C's Skip the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone and I'ma max alone Relax your dome like a solo a saxophone So facts are known, writers get with shocks I rock a beat harder then you beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of follower's singers You couldn't make the throw up their hands if they swallowed their But you can bring yours let's see you got But don't front and never try to be what not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you ain't Jack
[Chorus: So what you know about a sweet MC, the 313 None of these skills you just seen come So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll become