My off the hook look, leaves my competitors shook

No matter what groups you book, I still jam like Sam Cooke

Took a whole click out, and had the soundman flippin

kickin wicked freestyle to shit on niggaz with the writtens



Check my computer type graphics, niggaz get they ass kicked

quick if they try to flip like ashes, I'm

never passive, as is, yo you see the flow yo what happened

Check out them niggaz rappin



The clap of the crowd be showin me love like Cupid

Loop it back, shit slams like I dished off to Shaq

My crew stay strapped with battle raps on cap

We ready to clap on chaps who make up half you sucker rap acts



I'm intact with facts, MC's can't compete with these treats

And Shawn J P. with the beats, unleash

talents, balance, styles extra-ordinary

with the vocabulary, no other buries



We know schematics on rapper's theatrics

Only a few can freak status, Artifacts techniques

can freak from here to Dalls, leavin you to clean up

like Alice, shit's thick like smoke from out the chalice

The weak we em-barr-ass, showin no pity on your city

We either play you live or have you taped in like MIDI (who)

The Brick City Committee comin through a nigga soundset

This round's for all our niggaz that didn't get down yet



Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

From off the back of the bus, the 31 Bumrush

Crews we breeze through, you don't know, you need to

tell the soundman, don't touch nothin but the EQ

(repeat 2X)



Deafenin, lethal weapon steppin with the props

Seekin through your sale racks and peepin all mall cops

In to win, tall like, Paul Bunyan, the bass line's drummin

Meanin that the Notty Headed Nigguz comin



Lights, camera