[Verse 1]
Me and the rap's laid back
Nonchalant and relaxed in the track
Put together well, so it ain't hard to tell
Easy to recognize, so my records are sell
On the microphone, well known with a low tone
Show and prove when the stage show is shown
All you hear is screams when I'm hit by the laser beams
Ladies fiend, rappers are choosin' up teams
To hook the beat up, just before we meet up
Before I kick a rhyme, I kick my feet up
To let you know, everything's under control
Under surveillance, takin' over your soul
So let me handle this, gettin' scandalous
All my jams are hits, never plan to miss
Crowd is captured, released at my permission
Peep 'em, as I keep 'em eager to listen
[Verse 2]
Opponents are found paralyzed from the mic down
Left with a little sight, ears still hear the sound
Try to clear your mind, but it's still there
Give him about a year, then give him a wheelchair
I damage and deteriorate, till you're brain dead
No huss cuss what I discuss bust his head
Here's some hearing aids when your eardrums fail
You get scars, so you could read it in braille
Close your third eye, then I do bodywork
And I keep the same procedure till somebody's hurt
My DJ'll sew up cuts like an M.D
And I still move crowds like an M.C
Entertainer-tear you out of your frame
Leave you in a puddle of blood, then let it rain
Then I get deep, so try to withstand
On my level to think, or sink like quicksand
He couldn't hang, so I cut the rope short
Watchin' 'em fall, 'cause they need more support
This is the way that I done, all of my competition
Peep 'em, as I, keep 'em eager to listen
Me and the rap's laid back
Nonchalant and relaxed in the track
Put together well, so it ain't hard to tell
Easy to recognize, so my records are sell
On the microphone, well known with a low tone
Show and prove when the stage show is shown
All you hear is screams when I'm hit by the laser beams
Ladies fiend, rappers are choosin' up teams
To hook the beat up, just before we meet up
Before I kick a rhyme, I kick my feet up
To let you know, everything's under control
Under surveillance, takin' over your soul
So let me handle this, gettin' scandalous
All my jams are hits, never plan to miss
Crowd is captured, released at my permission
Peep 'em, as I keep 'em eager to listen
[Verse 2]
Opponents are found paralyzed from the mic down
Left with a little sight, ears still hear the sound
Try to clear your mind, but it's still there
Give him about a year, then give him a wheelchair
I damage and deteriorate, till you're brain dead
No huss cuss what I discuss bust his head
Here's some hearing aids when your eardrums fail
You get scars, so you could read it in braille
Close your third eye, then I do bodywork
And I keep the same procedure till somebody's hurt
My DJ'll sew up cuts like an M.D
And I still move crowds like an M.C
Entertainer-tear you out of your frame
Leave you in a puddle of blood, then let it rain
Then I get deep, so try to withstand
On my level to think, or sink like quicksand
He couldn't hang, so I cut the rope short
Watchin' 'em fall, 'cause they need more support
This is the way that I done, all of my competition
Peep 'em, as I, keep 'em eager to listen
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