Yo I had to go for mine From the bottom to the top is a hard climb But hard rhymes beat hard times Gimme a spotlight and I'll shine Brither than the brightest star No matter who you are You're outdone I won And for the coup de grace Competition turns into fans Like a politician My competition spans From country to country It's never too far 'Cause I'll take 'em all From the Shah to the Czar The Fu Man Chu The Prime Minister too The King and the Queen My rhymes are so mean I'll do A number on the country Like never before Is it a contest Or the threat of world war Choose your weapon no half-steppin' And let's go But if ya steppin' watch ya step And step slow Take your time change your mind 'Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like steppin' on a land mine Blowing you to kingdom come This ain't Vietnam A brother thinks he's ready for war brings him on A perilous journey You catch a hernia Trying to burn me 'Cause like an attorney I'll Cross-examine Your rhymes of with slammin' Rhymes of my design And I'm still standing Tall As the competition falls In actuality ain't no competition y'all 'Cause I'm rollin' over Rappers like a U.S. tank Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
Suckers Tried to put me down Siad rap was crap And wouldn't be around Any longer than two years but Eight years later I'm still here Fully paid Because the rhymes I made, made Dollars and cents I wasn't dense I stayed Away from drugs I never touched a pipe When I wanna get high I smoke the mic I never did white lines I only write lines And I ain't sniffin' nothing but the vapors from hype rhymes as I start to float On the rhymes I wrote Ascending to a level with the gods and I tote Loads and mounds of people As they reach new heights A half-a-mile from heaven is the party site And I'm the attraction The gods will be packed in Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it And acting Like they've never ever ever been entertained They try to act godly but they can't maintain Aphrodite would freak As her knees get weak And Venus would peak Off every word I speak Zeus would get loose Fully induced I'll make Apollo's ryhmes sound like Mother Goose By night's end Mercury is so hyped He'd spread the word That there's a god on the mic Captivating all the other gods By the masses Described as a dark-skinned brother in glasses But like the other gods I ain't a myth You wanna rif I suggest you take the fifth
Knowledge Is the source of my success History is the course And life's the test For those who don't know History's repetitive Lack of knowledge Serves as a sedative Makes you relax 'n' max The lack of facts Holds you back The odds are stacked Against a weak mind Makes a meek mind But mine ain't weak I got a piece and I'ma speak mine Telling you the truth I raise the roof With rhymes so hard I'm bulletproof One slip of the lip Could sink your ship You wanna get hip Let's take a trip All aboard This is the last call I ain't a mandate 'cause I'll only ask y'all Once and only once To puchase a ticket Get on the rap train Watch me kick it From state to state And every little hick town They'll all be down With the new hip sound Treating me like more Than just a star of the sport But more like the judge in a court Y'all rise And raise your hands in the air Pump your fists And solemnly swear To rock the truth The whole truth And nothing but the truth Not only the youth 'Cause the young and the old Are all alike It makes no difference When I'm on the mic For those who can't Visualize what their eyes can't see You wanna get the picture Focus on me Get the picture
