Now I got you looking stiff you numbskull, you're at a stand still

Still faking that you're hard with your rhymes and got no hand skills

so I'll easily drop you and stop you from rhyming

Send you home to moms all bruised up and crying

Then if you want you can go call your people

You're gonna need a mob against me cause I'm lethal

Not that I'm a violent brother to the contrary

My vocals carry, and then I bury

MC's in holes that they dug for themselves

Couldn't be themselves so they sold themselves

to a company exec who doesn't have respect

for real rap music so he wants to get an MC

that starts out street to crossover

but not me, cause I'm the hardcore composer



You ain't a writer nor a fighter you're just a biter

I think you need to save all that because in spite

of the reputation that you think you have

the crew already knows that you're really a crab

So I'll grab the mic with haste and send you out of this place

and back to trace my flow but don't waste your time bro

It only takes a minute a second for me to switch

and rearrange real quick cause I can kick plenty styles

Rhymes stretch many miles

I'm the authentic yes the lyric unloader

The truth exposer, the hardcore composer



All you delirious curious suckers

you better act like you've been known I mack

and hold my own with a mike just to stagger

a bragger, retire a lair and very easily

I'm pass by ya cause you didn't want to give the credit

where it was due, yeah it was you, uh huh it was you

and your crummy corny ass crew

So we shall enforce that you lost and plus you oughta

find another type of life and yes another source of income

And here's some advice you can't rap this nice

I broke ya over and over I told ya

I would mold ya why? Because I'm bound

to give original sound and as your ears pound

bringing pleasure and pain

as brains start to gain from musical measures

Forming mystical questions never typical inventions

Developed by my Gifted Unlimited mind

Suckers wanna rhyme cause they're eager to find

the secret behind the way that I stomp all comp

Just like a Timberland it's the Guru and Premier

It's them again droppin the fly tracks

and taking things over and never selling out

cause I'm the hardcore composer