Inside this hip hop beat I got a world class rhyme

And it you're hearin' what I'm feelin' then it must be a sign

if it didn't work out, have to move along

ou can't avoid I hear ya playin' this song

As we draw the ear near, stir some shit up

In thru the back, make way to the front

Just like we said when it all ends

You're mesmerized by these highs I hit you with



And rock the show 'cause it's critical

Rock it live and direct, on tha mic I'm fuckin' it up

But the job ain't done 'till everyone in the house turns this muthafucka out

To this freestyle I'm takin' you through each trial

I elevate the system it starts while

I exceed to take you down with the fly tech ultrasound

And it don't stop



Another day another bit it just don't quit

Catch the time off with a lick and a spit

Of this microphone I etch the skit

In the zone we roam

I check the list, I got the riff, tha kit, the low-low clicks

The rhyme align of a lyricist

If ya don't hear it, I must admit

Ya must be goin deaf if ya can't fuckin' bounce to this



Freestyle I'm takin' you thru each trial I elevate the system it starts while

I exceed to take you down with the fly tech ultrasound

And rock the show 'cause it's critical

Rock it live and direct, on tha mic I'm fuckin' it up

But the job ain't done 'till everyone in the house turns this muthafucka out



'Cause it wont stop



Comin' out on top prolong tha pain

With the first dose of the ill phase

I break each take from first to last

Ears go deaf to the stereo blast

Keep up tha hype let the suckas drop

With the rock rhythm and rhyme feel the madness

So ya think you're ready for the rhymes

I've dropped off you're caught in this shit hang on

'Cause it don't stop



You're alive

The sound-set

In my rhymes

You take my insides

You turn 'em out