[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
The Cypher! Yo
They said I changed, ever since I got the wealth
Nah, I ain't changed, it's just hard battlin' myself
Ain't no competition in the land of the Lord
Ever since a intern, I always wanted to be boss
I got a [?] any rapper [?] mind over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol, I'm bad for your liver
Quiver, shiver, body temperature, get found in Hudson River
Deliver a message to your miss, you won't be comin' over
My time is up, woah, I gotta skip
Equal rights and justice [?] Twista
[Verse 2: Twista]
Stepping out the black Maybach, they in shock
Did he get it off of rap, or did he get it off the block?
And Twista be rockin' the rhythm and Twista be rockin' the lyrical
Breakin' 'em of with the flow and the lyrical manifestation
Puttin' 'em up in a lyrical lock
Moving like Rocky, feeling cocky off the hustle
Standing in the mirror, holding a hundred, flexing my muscle
Mwah, kiss the bicep, the homie try next
[?] so I step, who gon' try next?
[Verse 3: Lil’ Mama]
[?] murder, she wrote it, murder, she wrote it
Literally, me, verses, I wrote 'em
Callin' all ghostwriters out to the podium
I ain't even comin' for the artists, y'all holdin' 'em
On a leash, let 'em loose, so I can feast
I'm a young beast, appetite past a petite
I'm past y'all, I'm pitching in the Major league
Can't you see what this Man has planned for me?
Faithfully, clarity, I spit it so you get it
And never mumble my words, get it? Get it?
You're dealing with a project kid straight out the projects
My laboratory invented a monster when they started me
Signs at the crib say 'do not breath'
I evolve, you [?]
The Cypher! Yo
They said I changed, ever since I got the wealth
Nah, I ain't changed, it's just hard battlin' myself
Ain't no competition in the land of the Lord
Ever since a intern, I always wanted to be boss
I got a [?] any rapper [?] mind over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol, I'm bad for your liver
Quiver, shiver, body temperature, get found in Hudson River
Deliver a message to your miss, you won't be comin' over
My time is up, woah, I gotta skip
Equal rights and justice [?] Twista
[Verse 2: Twista]
Stepping out the black Maybach, they in shock
Did he get it off of rap, or did he get it off the block?
And Twista be rockin' the rhythm and Twista be rockin' the lyrical
Breakin' 'em of with the flow and the lyrical manifestation
Puttin' 'em up in a lyrical lock
Moving like Rocky, feeling cocky off the hustle
Standing in the mirror, holding a hundred, flexing my muscle
Mwah, kiss the bicep, the homie try next
[?] so I step, who gon' try next?
[Verse 3: Lil’ Mama]
[?] murder, she wrote it, murder, she wrote it
Literally, me, verses, I wrote 'em
Callin' all ghostwriters out to the podium
I ain't even comin' for the artists, y'all holdin' 'em
On a leash, let 'em loose, so I can feast
I'm a young beast, appetite past a petite
I'm past y'all, I'm pitching in the Major league
Can't you see what this Man has planned for me?
Faithfully, clarity, I spit it so you get it
And never mumble my words, get it? Get it?
You're dealing with a project kid straight out the projects
My laboratory invented a monster when they started me
Signs at the crib say 'do not breath'
I evolve, you [?]
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