[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a sweet MC, the 313 None of skills you bout to see come free So you be a sweet MC, you gotta become me If you ever be one see
Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 None of these you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you become me If you wanna be one see
[Verse 1: Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's I'm the freshest whack MC that you heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever the beats Boy I'm the deepest since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's , my souls thick with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with I got more Different Strokes than Philip On open mic I bone your just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new premeditated Let it be I stated 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 the reason I'm hated To represent my If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a (so) Harder LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to I blasterate, and have you all running gates And as for face and touching the flows I got them open like smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on an appliance Defiance, no we won't that You want shit to blow up? Well I'ma stuff dynamite in your ass crack And blast shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing And you all knew from That you couldn't hold own with the strength of Lou Forigno So stop bullshit and flow Yo, you need to with the real skills, and act like you know
Eminem] So 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
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 of these skills you bout to see come 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 shit so you see one flee You can be Run-D, you'll never the MC I'll stop the 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 Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't me run your 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 closed you still gonna be My facilities filled with fans, to capacity I'll send a rapper with the crack of his ass shitty If he's soft and he cowers He better come cleaner then Jay Rue off when he showers You flowers got no clout a thing You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out a bang I showered the slang, as A,B,C's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone E's Dethrone MC's and max alone Relax your dome like a solo from a So facts are known, get treated with shocks I rock a beat harder you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if swallowed their But you can bring let's see what you got But don't front and never try to be you're not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your And fuck Jill on a hill, but you ain't Jack
Eye-Kyu] 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, never become