No way youll never make it Come with the weak shit, I break kids Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass A lot of rappers be like one time wonders Couldnt say a fly rhyme if there was one right under Their noses, I hate those motherfuckin posers But Im so real to them its scary And with my unique skills nag you cant compare me And no we dont make wack tracks And all the suckers get pushed back when Im kickin real facts I represent set up shit like a tent boy Youre paranoid cause youre my son like elroy And youd be happy as hell to get a record deal Maybe your soul youd sell to have mass appeal
Verse two:
Oh yes Im greater than all mcs when I breeeze give me room please I be like fascinatin when I be updatin Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards I thump hard, and mak eem say that Im god Niggaz be pretendin they hardcore Never know the meaning of [real hardcore] But I get props like a slogan and no man Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking No double checking vocals kill like weapons But if I have to I go all out with no mic Yeah thats right cause I survived mad fights And for my peeps I truly care Cause without some of them I wouldnt be here And they all know how I feel Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal
Verse three:
I know Im dope but dont wet that Ive suffered setbacks but now Im makin greenbacks Just like baggy slacks Im crazy hip-hop Check one two and you dont stop Your headll bop when I drop my crop Of pure bomb, just like the seashore Im calm But wild, with my monotone style Because I dont need gimmicks Gimme a fly beat and Im all in it Word is bond I go on and on For you its tragic I got magic like wands So ima end this lecture and I betcha Those who kick dirt and do time Im gonna get cha Cause I be kickin the real While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal ... ~ sHAKURApROD ~
