[Verse 1]
Speaking of this artform, the slang is dangerous
MCs are like sperm cells, a gang of us
Fighting to reach the egg, biting and lose a leg
Odds are like 1 in 10 million, the kin thread
One from a thousand speaks in his own voice
The other 999 imitates without choice
They never even knowing it until the going gets rough
You see the Amplified Sample I'm throwing with
I grab the microphone, the unthinkable happens
See the rocket's red glare like the guns when clapping
They still cage matching MCs that's scrapping
Not the UFC, but my opponent is tapping
So don't let a little bit of fear turn to hatred
I was sent as a savior to revive what was sacred
Also stop this uncalled for behavior
Insipid rap cats, they lack taste and flavor
[Chorus]
Got word from the wise to let it drop
Set this on fire, take aim and let it pop
Because regardless to whom or what, even with door shut
I'm giving 'em straight raw, you bringing 'em more cut
Like Bolivian rock, your watered down hip-hop
Raps so out of shape and far from tip top
Pearls next to pebbles, spoons against shovels
Dictators next to rebels and gods against devils
Speaking of this artform, the slang is dangerous
MCs are like sperm cells, a gang of us
Fighting to reach the egg, biting and lose a leg
Odds are like 1 in 10 million, the kin thread
One from a thousand speaks in his own voice
The other 999 imitates without choice
They never even knowing it until the going gets rough
You see the Amplified Sample I'm throwing with
I grab the microphone, the unthinkable happens
See the rocket's red glare like the guns when clapping
They still cage matching MCs that's scrapping
Not the UFC, but my opponent is tapping
So don't let a little bit of fear turn to hatred
I was sent as a savior to revive what was sacred
Also stop this uncalled for behavior
Insipid rap cats, they lack taste and flavor
[Chorus]
Got word from the wise to let it drop
Set this on fire, take aim and let it pop
Because regardless to whom or what, even with door shut
I'm giving 'em straight raw, you bringing 'em more cut
Like Bolivian rock, your watered down hip-hop
Raps so out of shape and far from tip top
Pearls next to pebbles, spoons against shovels
Dictators next to rebels and gods against devils
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