[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a sweet MC, the 313 None of these skills you to see come free So you wanna be a MC, you gotta become me If you wanna be one see
[Eminem:] Man you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me If you wanna be one see
1: Eye-Kyu] Yo some people say I'm whack, now if right I'm the freshest whack MC that you heard, in your lifetime My accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the Forgot a gold succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck this I got more Different Strokes than Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my coming (bitch) We to new heights premeditated Let it be that I they hate it now that they see that I made it The can be put to the test of greatness the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm To my temperment If rap was a dick all you so called hard would not be impitant But it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master And as for face clutching and touching the I got them open marijuana smoke up in your nose these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have You your shit to blow up? Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass And blast shit to kingdom come Then them some of this real hip-hop I beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about And you all knew from That you couldn't your own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop that bullshit and 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 to see come free So you be a sweet MC, you better become me If you wanna be one see
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you bout to see come So you wanna be the MC, you gotta become me If you ever be one see
[Verse 2: 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, you'll beat the MC I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it to a T I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the I'll make the hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you 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 your casket you still gonna be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's soft and he cowers He come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers You flowers got no with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out a bang I the slang, simple as A,B,C's over the D's and rock the microphone with E's Dethrone MC's and I'ma max your dome like a solo from a saxophone So are known, writers get treated with shocks I rock a beat harder then you could it with rocks I'm with flocks, of fellow follower's singers You couldn't make the fans throw up hands if they swallowed their But you can bring let's see what you got But don't front and never try to be what not you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back And Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
[Chorus: So what you know a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you just seen come So you be a sweet MC, you'll never become