All In It Skillz

[Intro]
No doubt
Mad Skillz for the '9-5 shot, son
Yeah
Forever People wreckin' shit (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
Get closer to your speaker, it's Mad Skillz the mic freaker
The cordless technician ill breakbeat seeker
You're feelin' weaker, when I begin to come in
Wack MCs are like abortions, cause I ain't havin' none of them
So break it down for me, I can't understand
Nowadays you got more rappers than you got fuckin fans
And man listen, that's a pity
That shit wouldn't come off the shelves if a earthquake hit the city
If they ain't pullin blunts, they pullin triggers
I'm gettin tired of DJ Nobody and MC New Nigga
Huh, I start cyphers for self in dark alleys
I wreck shows lovely cause I got nine personalities
I kick the real on ear-woundin tracks
Your first mistake was (Man, niggas from Virginia can't rap)
Yeah whatever - where I'm from, mics be gettin dented
Give me a fly beat, and I'm all in it, yeah

[Hook]
Straight up skills, no time for gimmicks
(Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it)
Breakin down tracks the beats get diminished
(Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it)
Rhymes designed to be in the book of Guinness
(Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it)
Yo son where I'm from yo mics be gettin dented
(I'm all in it)