Pump and the rhymes'll never run thin

Ears alert because the Jaz said sometihn

The king that swins original things and sings

and clings to more green backs than feathers to a bird's wing

Creep MC's people's heads are full

Of your worthless garbage a bunch o bull

My stuff got you started, no doubt

Not just the Jaz huggers I'm talkin bout

The shames that same the Kane and all Rakim's sons

The Chuck D part threes and the KRS-Two to One's

Yo let's face reality

Punks and popouts lack originality

No rap ability total futility

Sounds like some other, another brother? My ears are killin me

Then prevails the sound of this guy on stand by

Jay-Z's half the reason why

Poor poets are held at bay

Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you and the people to sway

Back and forth forth and back to the rear

We run smooth like a Ferrari in fifth gear

You took your dose you're sweatin our clothes

Quit the pros, take the mag out ya nose

And stop click off, you can't win you're just tickin off

Jay-Z and Jaz we're kickin off

A brand new style pumpin harder than a hooker

On a twenty-inch dick before the syndrome took her

It's time for Jay-Z to say somethin

I'll give it up while the beat is still pumpin



Pumpin like the 88 E Class

Spoiler kit, with tinted glass

Doped up higher than a patient on the corner

So get wit it, you know you wanna

Dance romance enhance and give it a chance

And clock the circumstance, MC Jaz goin freelance

Took the time, time is devotion

To put your body in motion

The people that prep, to keep you in step

The lyrics I kept and other MC's slept

I ain't no murderous mugger

But my rhymes'll hit harder than a Louisville slugger

Intricate to make the others feel simple

Like a tre-pound-seevn to the temple

Makes ya melt-a helter skelter

A Mike Tyson blow to the belt-a

Loev is a lot-a you know ya gotta

Reveal the deal feel squeal and get hotter

Growin strong like the dreads on Jamaicans

I am the best and I'm takin

Over thousands stacked in poles of crates

Like the dollars of a kingpin movin weight

Freskly dipped it's jumpin no mistake

This beat is pumpin here's the break



Pump take charge, cold livin large

First to wrist and a neck full of the gold stuff

Pockets thick and we never get enough

Rougher than a rock tougher than new drum skins

Turn you big bad MC's into munchkins

The force to cause remorse, we're gonna get you

So let the rhythm of the rockin rhyme hit you

Jaz is my name destined for fame

Jay-Z and Fresh Gordon destined to do the same

Step to us sons you wanna vex?

Our shit is liver than Memorex

It to yourself, why do?

We school the fools that try to

Diss us? Man, don't start

You don't even wanna play the part

Toe to toe we'll let ya know you're slow

And if ya talent is low, then away you go

Chumps wanna get slammed suckers wanna flim flam

I do em all and I don't give a damn

Like I said, I'm puttin heads to bed

I'll play you out like a pair of Pro-Keds

And eevn if you were a fresh pair of Reeboks

I'll wear you down to your alst jumpshot

The guys with the guys so lick nuts pooh-butt

I'll put you in a rut do you like a street mutt

Do this do that do whatever do somethin

Do damage why? Cause it's pumpin