All the bull stop's here, I'm the matador Here to introduce a new rap category Climb on top of my music, mine Matterhorn Rhyme for rhyme, you don't really wanna battle boy Just another clip added in my catalog Get your money young playa, I ain't mad at y'all Here to bring soul like stas-gladisol (?) Drop the fatter raw verbal mic analog Sorry y'all, but I didn't bring a Gatt along Just a pen that does tricks like a magic wand Get my cadence and a whole rap pattern on As the sky just falls over Babylon Travel on Pluto, Venus, Earth, Saturn on To the place many sane brains haven't gone When it come to this here 'specially in this year Frankly I don't have it all
It's the Gift of Gab's new rap seminar Male groupies please show me where the women are In a world full of shyst type criminals Make a LP filled like cinema Bring light like a rhyme prime minister Send ya up write it off on adrenaline On a scale of one to ten it's a ten and a Half, feel my wrath now, sucka nigga what? Used to puff on a daily pack of cigarettes Til I bought a pack of chewin gum, Nicorette Come to find that I had to get rid of that Now at shows I got more wind in the set Wrote a alcohol free song in the next Thirty days drunk again like hypocrites Dude, my ego isn't quite that deflated yet Signed a deal with a major haven't made it yet Got a past cable bill haven't paid it yet Crazy wit, now I love my life takin it Where it hasn't been taken yet Go against the grain of the rat race daily it's