I'm a hip-hop head
I eat, sleep, and %#@! beats
Spit heat complete

A whole album in one week
Criminal Minded and Ready to Die
My life is Illmatic

Full of static so I
Walk like a Panther
They In Fear of a Black Planet

That's Digable cause the whole world
Is Bobby Digital
College Dropout with A

Reasonable Doubt for me
Not to make it
Only the hot hated

A Midnight Marauder
My Low End Theory
Is An Extinction Level Event

The people hear me
Miseducated by the Electric Circus
Like Water for Chocolate

And Under the Surface
I'm one if God's Sons
Spitting the Blue Print

I know the streets Hunger for More
Of that new %#@!
The Power of the Dollar

Keeps me Paid in Full
And your favorite rapper
Probably kicking major bull


They say I'm strictly underground
Everybody in this game is gutter now

So the check one two and you don't stop
The beat drops keep on


They say I'm strictly underground
Everybody in this game is gutter now
So the check one two and you don't stop

The beat drops keep on

I Love the Dough

And don't get it twisted
^!$$%s Hustle Hard
For the Love Below

To put rims on a Lac
Blasting the Speaker Box
Used to blow The Chronic

But I got Detoxed
My Hard Knock life
Got Adventures like Slick Rick

Chicks Hardcore
Got em loving stiff dick
It was Written like freestyle Friday

Supreme Clientele
Up and down the highway
Only Built 4 Cuban Links

And big trucks
Paid the Cost to be the Boss
And get bucks

So I Reflect Eternal
And examine Quality
Black on Both sides is my philosophy

Its Organized Confusion
When I Come Clean
So Enta Da Stage and crush scenes

Nuff teens scream hands up
Nuck if you Buck
Keep chick beef like DMX and Kurupt


They say I'm strictly underground
Everybody in the game is gutter now

On the check one two and you don't stop
The beat drops keep on


They say I'm strictly underground
Everybody in the game is gutter now
On the check one two and you don't stop
The beat drops keep on


I'm the Reason The Truth is told
Resurrect like Life After Death
When the tech explodes
And Walk With Jesus
Back for the First time

Spitting the first four bars
Of my first rhyme
I spit that Flava in ya Ear
I don't play
My Little Brother got Mama's Gun

Around the way
Ridin Dirty with
A Pocket Full of Stones
Saying everything twice
Like Mike Jones

I write poems 3 times Dope
A 100 Miles and Running off one note
Strictly Business
Witness the mayhem
Confessions of Fire
When I spray men

You'll sell a unit like Made Men
Revolutionary but Gansta
So Let's Get Free
All the streets need is a hot emcee
From Harlem World to Mecca
And back to Medina
Toting 36 Chambers of the fever


They say I'm strictly underground
Everybody in this game is gutter now
So the check one two and you don't stop
The beat drops keep on

They say I'm strictly underground

Everybody in this game is gutter now
So the check one two and you don't stop
The beat drops keep on