[intro]:
if it wasn't for the east coast
all these brothers wouldn't carry no piece, joe
what the f*** have you been tucking in that cheap coat?
you ain't never buck at sh** , you a weak joke
and I'm quick to let a "G" know ...
I give a f*** - cuz I'm bigger than the streets, yo
bigger than those broke-ass heaters he tote
keep close, I suppose in a little bit, I'll be bigger than Jesus' ghost
...radios, stereos
in suburbia, turn it up
[verse]:[1]
all the people from the area I'm reppin
treat me like a motherf*** in legend when I step in
last time I checked I ain't even got a record yet,
chicks call the house just to listen to my breath
they feel me locally and commercially
they feel me over-seas, and universally
even if you don't speak a lick of English
when my speech hitta beat, you'll be critically thinking
"now he's the real deal" - see past skin and
I've been what was intented when rap was invented
from the very - second DJ's spun records
and artists spit bars, my effort was *<-this far->* better than
-- wait a second -- envision my arms stretching...
I'm this far, better than these rich star veterans
...you got a fashion sense but your song is wack
whose ass did you kiss for that contract?
[hook]:[1]
turn on my TV, and I be thinkin
"where's the talent?"
I see a whole lotta sh** --- and a couple of gems...
where's the balance?
they all got the look, but they never read a book
I'm astounded
I guess nobody ever told em knowledge
is motherf*** ing power
[verse]:[2]
I'm awake in the day, awake when you're dreaming
hang like a bat, two feet grab the ceiling
three, hour nap, back to the beats, still reeling
from the speed, D.Z. the machine, the pill stealing
emcee, you can see, at the pharmacy
department.. amphetamines on my mind...
and when I see em, I'ma target 'em
and you know I ain't leaving till they all mine
I got a habit, some people call me an addict
but, I'm just another rapper with a f*** ing attraction
to munching up capsules and medical tablets
whatever's in ya cabinet, get ready to pass it
every single track I ever did is a classic
cuz every single track I ever did, I was blasted
I've been high since...
...1999.
[hook]:[2]
turn on my TV, and I be thinkin
"where's the talent?"
I see a whole lotta sh** --- and a couple of gems...
where's the balance?
they all got the look, but they never read a book
I'm astounded
I guess nobody ever told em knowledge
is motherf*** ing power
[bridge]
I'm an East Coast Rebel, this flow I deliver
is solely for my Devils in the (703)
the NOVA criminals - you with me? lets go
I'm so close to taking this industry over
[verse]:[3]
if anyone in the room is still confused
this is the new [found] sound you'll be listening to
we just sent the Dirty South to their room, they're grounded,
we washed out Lil Jon's mouth for shoutin
we kicked Bubba Sparxxx out the pad for rhyming
we sent both Ying Yang Twins back to China
...and if we see any free survivors
we feed em right to Lil Kim's vagina
[outro]
everybody say it with me, f*** the game!
everybody say it with me, f*** the game!
f*** you what you're doin, f*** what you did
f*** everybody who calls me Eminem
f*** all the clubs fulla wanna-be thugs
if you wanna shut me up, come bust a slug
otherwise find a new f*** ing trend to suck
the f*** ing life from, one more Mike Jones and I'm done
