What?



[Verse One]

A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)

I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)

But not scarred physically (WHAT?)

More like scarred mentally (yeah)

I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)

I'ma show you how it go {*scratch "go"*}

Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you

With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you

Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell

I dubbed over your single like a Maxell

You need to

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow

You might as well, turn in your mic

and start collectin dollars at the turnpike

Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed

But you couldn't even fix them {*scratch "in the mix*}

If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock

You one of them balloons made to go pop

You need to

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow

Stop now, get original

WHAAAT?

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow



[Verse Two]

There is really nothin you can do

We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu

Risky on the microphone, I am

Got the energy of (??) and (??)

I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel

Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel

What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?

What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled

You gotta

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow

We delegate the skills to conversating

The loss of motivation of MC's to create

Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break

You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake

How does it feel to be the man on top

when everything you got ain't any of your props?

You need to

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow

Stop now, get original

* Stop now, get original

Start practicin, master your flow



[Verse Three - Chali 2na]

When you think about rap in it's entirety

Violence became variety

Silently personalities differ from what they try to be

2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you

You're sluggish like a barbituate

We can make you admit you bit

A hectic thrill, connect with Will

and we create with the kung-fu collective skill

The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory

It's another story while we be fightin for re-

-demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need

With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed

Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please

But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please

Choppin broccoli happily for your company

Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth

So stop now

* Stop now, get original

Just practice and master your flow