No matter who you are, or what your age may be
if you want to achieve permanent, sustaining success
the motivation that will drive you toward that goal

must come from within

[Moe Love cuts and scratches]


[Ced Gee]
Check it out, one time

My tricky tricky style is so @@#!y I knock you out like I'm Rocky
And then I'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the point
A licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are like potion

I think he burn like ?, to put your mind in slow motion
Simply, it's done, like makin a bungee
You lick it or roll it a sticky spark with the fellas

Let's contact Quinton, they call him the chief
Plus I'm votin destruction, on suckers they're nerds
Take their style toss it up, then add effects like a reverb

Take it and match it, cause the flow is exceptional
The Washington Congress, the House and Congressional
professional, call it geronimo

Frequencies on the mickie, watch your girl give a hickie
Now you're flippin the ill way, diluted with ?
The Hor!@&( style is to flow so rapid

Ricky run like a faucet, like ??
Costello so mellow, like a pen with Othello
Shicky shapin a Hamlet, tricky bowl thicky Jell-o

Hell-o, goodbye

Don't be scared, pick up the mic [x3]


[T.R. Love?]
My flow is wicked, rough and rugged like Wilson Pickett

Stick it, the funky kinetic can FLOW, cause I can dig it
Check it check it as I wreck it, ^!$$%z never respect it
I was always neglected, intellect be so respected

A sharp shooter, blowin ^!$$%z up out the frame
You can't maintain, my domain, too insane
I have centrifugal terrifical styles

Difficult styles, wire be bitin bark, chewin for miles
I'm like Houdini the Great, I'm too magnificent
Incredible %#@!, to make mother$#&@ers bug

Now ^!$$%z is sick, shootin up your town, blowin up your city
as I stalk walk hawk, that %#@! ain't pretty
Really, silly, better step off


Don't be scared, pick up the mic [x5]


[Kool Keith]
I got the pickup truck ready, lookin for Satan the Devil
Yeah, bugged crazy off another, level

I boogie woogie on down and catch mad wreck
Load the calico check, come in high tech
MC's jump up quick, you get your $$# kicked

Mad sick, used to hang with Charles Manson
Cut up any foot, if I saw it kept dancin
I smeggle smack em, briggle briggle break em

Catch em with the Hefty bag, walk away and take em
MC's look in the mirror, see they nightmare
The bugged kid, bald head, $#&@ it I don't care

I get frantic atomic, pull your !@(! out
Change your brainframe, butt pull your spectrum out
I get !@$!ed and raw like Razor Ruddock

You don't wanna try the X, aww, !@*@kit
Let me, show you, my style, this style
$#&@ that, na na na nah, not this style

Yes yo, who dat? Yo wait, yo I'm comin down
Hee hee hee hee! Come and battle me clown
Juggle three balls, my balls, feel good

You bet I have your girl on my dick, sister write me a letter
MC's know they all deaf, they on the back burner
I step straight to your crew like mad Truck Turner

The crazy man with grenades in the projects
Back up punk, remember X X X


Don't be scared, pick up the mic [x4]

[????]
Check it
It's my time with the rhyme, for the minor comin harder

Pull a burner blast your $$# at the line
Racist, faces, spaces, braces, ????
I'm sprayin mace in your face
I'm tradin places with the power to knock, your $$# unconcious
I'm monstrous, I ? and I romp, cause I stomp, cause I want this

Not so fast kid yo, I did a mad bid
You won't last kid yo, I whup your $$#
then vacate the premises, ?? of the Genesis
??? mother$#&@er can you step to this
Can you handle the vandal the man on the force

through the scandal snuff your $$# like a candle
Well it's my rate, the high rate, the fly rate
Since I rate, cause I rate, cause I make, you gyrate
to the raw rappin cause it's all that it's all that
It's raw Jack, and it's time - to go to war Jack

So don't waste my time
Let the bassline kick yo' $$# with the chorus line
A checka wreck a record, check-o-wreck
I guarantee to rock shock shock the place with most respect

Don't be scared, pick up the mic [x8]