[ VERSE 1 ]

I got somethin for sucker MC's

Rhymes so dope that niggas wanna buy ki's

But I don't sell weight, I sell hits

Druggin your mind with em one at a time

I hit em up with a couple of bars

I'm breakin MC's up like rock guitars

At a Kiss concert, but not this concert

Ain't no make-up, you better wake up

Before the sandman come take your hand

I come into your dreams, or so it seems

While you're deep asleep I'm beginnin another scheme

Gettin that dough, hittin that hoe

In the video, what a bitty, what a pity

But that's the chance you take when you make it

You get strung when the song is sung

But I don't hit notes, I hit quotes I wrote, so

If you know like I know, you better not try no

Dummy move, yo money, move from the mic

Exit stage right, nighty night

Time for bed with a rhyme from Ed

So put on your pijamas and tell your mamas

Beddy-bye, till you're ready to try once more

Cause I'm takin niggas out like a one-night whore

To the store, so who you're really tryin to fool?

We rule, you know we rule



We rule, you know we rule



[ VERSE 2 ]

It gets harder and harder

Cause everybody got to start a

Kid-type hit, but forget that bullshit

I'm on some hype shit, my style is well developped

When I envelop a mic I would like everyone to get the hell up

I set it off, headed off right to the mic

I let if off like an airstrike

I cover the ground with surround sound

Everybody get down before you're left deaf

So what the eff, a duel to the death

Like Macbeth, so kneel to the left

And bow your head, now Ed will rule

I'm takin niggas out like a trip at school

To the park, leadin you into the dark

Now form a double-line, it's