When I B on tha Mic Rakim

[Chorus]
Hardcore! Real ill niggas!
I'm internationally known when I be on the mic
Hardcore! Real ill niggas!
I'm internationally known, yo
Hardcore! Real ill niggas!
I'm internationally known when I be on the mic
Hardcore! Real ill niggas!
So all hail the honorable

[Verse 1]
It's to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters
Dough-getters, fifty ways to make figures
My niggas that come on the spot to feel sisters
Like they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas
When it's ugly, then the club is lovely
Thugs be sippin' Hennessy and bubbly
To my comrades that keep it flamin' hot
On dangerous blocks, claimin' spots
Where the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers
Forty-five holders, one of the high rollers
Get respect in the hood, credit is good
Knock it down lumberjack style, baby; extra wood
Rock it all night long, the bang-a-thon
Baby, keep hangin' on, we like it with the lights on
Don't have to blow twenty thou' to get to know honey's style
Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down!