Before And After

(アルバム： First Born - 2001)

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate their status

Cause before we touch the mic you actually were believing
That the bullshit you do is called MCing

That ain't MCin'!

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate their status

Cause after we rock the mic you cats will stop believing
That that bullshit you do should even be called MCing

Ayo peep it
I don't brag and boast for pure recreation
If I say I'll serve a rapper, I'm just giving you useful information
You already proved that you're fake
Choking in a vocal booth, poking holes in your swollen throat
Hopelessly redoing your takes
I'll whip that crew into shape
Embarrass you so bad that arrogance you had
Will turn into a voice, telling you to move outta state
Wait, let me guess
You're the dopest out of everyone you know
And got the balls to think you can fuck with a pro
I don't think so
You need to re-evaluate what you're doing, Blueprint
And Eye-dea re-define this shit called rhyming stupid
High and drenched felines, that why I don't make battle music
Cause I don't need to write songs about battling bitch
I do it
So tell your camp, if anyone got beef
They can pick a place to meet and I'll greet them with defeat
But, if not
Tell them to keep coming to the shows
Waving their hands, yelling "Ho" like the fans we all know
Yo

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate their status

Because before we hit the stage you were actually believing
What you did prior to this was MCing

That ain't MCin'!

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate their status

Cause after we rip the mic you kids will stop believing
That the bullshit you and your boys do on the weekend is MCing

I got the feeling
I've already heard your verse
So any turn you take will only be a turn for the worse
That's the truth and I know it hurts
You're so bad, I'll have the last laugh even when I rhyme first
I hear the fronting
I hear loud talking
I see the posing
And I hear the dogs barking
But listen dog nuts, you ain't a hard target
Cause every bar you rhyme is just a nail in your coffin
Every battle is a chance to see another cat lose to me
I don't write battle raps
I write eulogies
For herbs that got nerve that think they can't be wack
Cause they undefeated in the mirror, battling fantasy cats
I rep
Grown band, get man handle rap
You rep open toed sandals and fanny packs
Beat Blueprint or Eyedea?
Can't see that
We'll give you a free L plus your sanity back
Bitch

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate they status

Cause before we hit your circle you weakling were believing
What you did before we got there was MCing

That ain't MCin'!

You gotta realize you're fucking with the baddest
Make these so called rappers reevaluate they status

Cause after we rock the mic you cats will stop believing
That that bullshit you do should even be called MCing

So
Have you figured out what the fuck you doing wrong yet?

Cats with no stage presence shouldn't rock a long set

Yo, if you're coming to my show, you better have a strong neck

Cause heads nod way out of control when we're on deck

Man, I couldn't keep myself awake for the five minutes your song stretched

They can't move a crowd cause they lack the arm strength
The kinda cats that I'd rather keep at arm's length
Fronting like they hard when we know that they harmless

These MC's
They be the first to get scared
While we kicking verses, they weep, squeezing a teddy bear
The Orphanage turned your concept of a rap career
From a pretty day dream into your worst nightmare

Ah yes, right there
The feeling of perfection, quite rare
Fully loaded mic bullies, Blueprint, Eyedea
I can smell victory in the night's air
Greatness, Rhymesayers