It's meant to be evidently

When I rock so eloquently

Put the beat on and let me

Kill another wack emcee

Can't trust them never test me

I practice and study

But I'm not in it for the money

But to me they look so funny

You can't test the teacher

The teacher won't reach intact

Through the speaker you're weaker now sit your ass in the back

My lyrical you hear it you fear it you can't get near it

Cause the spirit eat Eric

And Eric your rhymes is wack

Like that, that, right back



Check it out!



Check it like this

Just skills You know you gots to build just skills

*A phone is dialed a man says hello and a woman starts speaking in

Spanish*

You know you gots to build just skills, uh come on get down

Just skills You know we got to build just skills, come on get down



Yeah, uh come on

I got that rip track, flip that, underground rap

When I kick back

Most of what I'm hearin be weak

So I speak through beats and the streets as I teach

I impeach, through speech, each lyric leech I reach

Have a seat in the lecture

Nothin can protect you

Hard is the texture

Of the mic wreckin rock in your sector

Better than ever remember I am no beginner

I like to shout out Eric Skinner

Just skills, you know we gots to build just skills, come on a get down

Just skills, you know we gots to build just skills, come on a get down

Yo, we livin in a world of private jets and limousine

The fruit we eatin as we prepare tangerine to nectarine

See everybody livin in the same routine

We need the telephone, and yes, we need the fax machine

You listen to the sound, well I think you know it's me

Now, let me educate you with my concious poe