Ace of Diamonds Diamond D (Ft. Masta Ace)

[Verse 1: Masta Ace]
Y'all rap careers all headed south like Route 1 to 9
You're an artist but you only got one design
That's a name you can underline
It's dark underground but I don't wait for the sun to shine
Every rapper on their summer grind
Some are deaf, some are dumb and some are blind
I'm in the first category
Cause I can't hear y'all niggas, tell your label I'm the one to sign
I'm the one they should run and find
Who can do what I do? Not that many come to mind
When it come to rhyme, I'm like Dr. Seuss
Not a crip but got some shit that can stop a truce
Prosecutor and I got the proof
Rappers say they got a lot of money but that's not the truth
When I spit you can lock the booth
And throw away the key, what you see here will shock the youth
Cause any rapper in my age range
Must've failed and looking to get a grade change
But I crush that theory
When you look and you hear me, you know what you see is way strange
Lotta niggas off their A games
I diss 'em all but I ain't sayin names (But...)
But if I'm forced and I have to
You know that I will, better chill before I come at you
Ace