Now see, maybe if your tag was dope
I'd actually lend a little credibility to your statements
But honestly, your penmanship's $#&@ed

The way I see it, someone should at least slap you for even holding a marker

I hope the kid who wrote my name in the entry bathroom

Has the nuts and time for us to sit and chat soon
So I can ask 'em "Why the $#&@ am I on your mind (*##$?"
You could've signed it, but stayed silent cause you're spineless

If you was a man, you'd come at me on the mic level
But you're light yellow just like the walls on which you write fellow
When I first viewed it, I'll admit it had me quite pissed

But now I've accepted it, in fact I kind of like this
I really wish I knew your identity
Probably not even an emcee, just another who pretends to be

Or maybe the jealousy of one who's baby-baby has eyes for me
It's nineteen-ninety-sev', nothing surprises me
Envy can make a mother$#&@er immature

So can boredom, a buzz or the curse of being insecure
C'mon now, some little trick with a marker and a chip
on his shoulder don't mean %#@!, I want the world in my grip

I bet your girl's on my dick, she digs the skills
She's a bigger head than you, so give me head and head for the hills
Little (*##$, donkey dick sucking $$#-$#&@

Glue sniffing, half a !@*^ base head selling plasma
Publicity, good or bad, the same to an emcee
I think I found your limits to fame over on Seventh Street

I dedicate my name to those who view me as an enemy
and I'ma mark the planet for every mark in the entry


Entry, enter me
What's funny about the whole %#@!
is that like two, maybe three years from now

You little @@#!roaches that talk %#@! about me and my crew
are gonna be thanking us for kicking down the door
and putting this %#@! on the globe

Britches, y'all wanna burn bridges?
Just remember in the back of your (*##$ mind that I'm partially responsible
for anyone tryna hear your wack $$# to begin with

And to that child who writes about me in the Seventh Street bathroom
Thanks for buying our tapes, you can size me up
and I hope your first born never learns how to read

Sincerely Slug, Atmosphere
A subdivision of Rhymesayers Entertainment mother$#&@er


Enter me, study me, cause I know that you know that
(Eventually, suddenly) Size me up
Enter me, study me, cause I know that you know that

(Eventually, suddenly) Size me up
Enter me, study me, cause I know that you know that
(Eventually, suddenly) Size me up

Enter me, study me, cause I know that you know that
(Eventually, suddenly)
(Eventually, you will suddenly see a fist to your jaw, a clap in that $$#)