He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap
He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap
He came up to me with some bullsh*t rap
Yo when he came up to me I told him to step back

Yo I was the best kept secret till I leaked it
Flow seasick, then I peaced it like a beatnik
Last of the the Mohicansget to geeking when I free kick
B-R-double O-K-Lyn street shit
Bozo with my nine oh-oh
Rapped around my pretty little finger like a yo-yo
Know we got that good dro, sticky like a moco
Flicking on them bics now my eyes all rojo

I give a damn about a hater
They want me like candy, baby Now and Later
So please don't approach me with a bullshit rhyme
I don't do battles, there's too many free lines
Yo these retail-ass rappers such a gimmick
Sucker emcees trying to tell me how to spit it
I ain't with it, catch me in the cypher with the nice type
I get some hype, you can't even hold the mic right
Verbals, murder for the herbals

Vocabulary hurdles hold weight like a verdal
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty
Record company people are shady
I never let this game turn me to a clown
They so afraid of heights trying to be down
So step back ya'll, it's like that ya'll
We represent for hip-hop, and not for rap ya'll

It's true, I get the audience thicker than a Snicker
Sweet faced spitter, you can miss me with the glitter
Kicked a little rap now they on me like a tack
And I gotta make moves like a military brat
Matter fact, listen I'm a born star
Wouldn't give a flying fuck, on the airplane with a porn star

Roar fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm a five-two giant and these rappers so yum
My God, yes I live in my pod
Armed with the facts I rap your whole ipod
Then Nitty be like hello city
To your city, then your city be like hello Nitty