[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know a sweet MC, from the 313 None of skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a MC, you gotta become me If you wanna be one see
[Eminem:] Man what you 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 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 accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls with ruggedness With the mic I'm like a dyke, no nigga fuck with this I got more Different Strokes than Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics (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 Snatch the from MC's and I ate it So I take it the reason I'm hated To my temperment If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's not be impitant But it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I My rhymes keep coming 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 clutching and touching the I got open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an Defiance, no we won't have You want your to blow up? Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom Then them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't or gonna do a thing about And you all knew Meeko That you couldn't hold own with the strength of Lou Forigno So that 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 of these skills you bout to see come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me If you ever be one see
[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know about a sweet MC, the 313 None of these skills you 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 about a 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 sweet MC crashes the I'll the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your memory It's either them or me man, or be killed You will and be sealed your casket you still gonna be billed My filled with fans, packed to capacity send 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 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 Skip over the D's and rock the microphone E's MC's and I'ma max alone Relax your dome like a from a saxophone So facts are known, writers get treated shocks I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with I'm with flocks, of fellow follower's singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if swallowed their But you can yours let's see what you got But don't front and try to be what you're not Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, your back And fuck on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Eye-Kyu] So what you about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of skills you just seen come free So you wanna be a sweet MC, never become