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