Stellar Common & Pete Rock

[Chorus: Neek the Exotic]
I shine and rise at the same time
The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme
The sport called the rhyme
The—, the sport—, sport called the rhyme
I shine and rise at the same time
The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme
The sport—, sport—, sport called the rhyme
The rhyme, the rhyme, the rhyme, the rhymе, the rhyme

[Verse 1: Common]
I jam on anything I am on
About to blow like I'm tryna keep my hands warm
God MC, I camе in a man's form
When I return to dust, it'll be a sandstorm
Tell the people the Master got plans for 'em
Pour a little liquor when I know my man's gone
Over broads, I'm never tender
With love, I force MD's to surrender
Ancient remedies that my gramps will remember
What I rely on, I'm a king like Simba
The people's agenda in my heart
Serve rappers à la carte
You playin' yourself, you shoulda never got the part
This is hip-hop theater
In Broadways, I direct over meters of
Music, I'm the man, I'm the media
Landed on the planet like the Rock of Gibraltar
My altar call is the call to never alter
Ain't shit sweet, I'm the salt of the earth
Since the birth of the Nation of Islam
That taught me to eat to live and to get calm
We keep shit fluid like it's embalmed
88 set 'em straight like I'm Lynn Swann
It's pentatonic the way that I be bendin' phonics
It was written like I'm livin' in a sonnet
They marvel at me like I'm in a comic
Iron sharpens iron, man, it's ironic