[Verse 1: Dax]

Yeah I know it anit fair and I don't even care

I took the stage with a blank page and a stare

Like you wasn't even there right i'm busting for me

I'm sick of telling yall how it's supposed to be

They tell me dance around the mic I should entertain you

Give them what they like they paying no one will blame you

But what about them cats who love them straight raps

Anit got snaps for your records but pay you in daps

And what about the little homies who love them flows

Anit got the clothes but support at your shows

Naw man I figure dancing ain't for me

I'm orchestrated violence old school LPG

They call us tyrants but I know what I'm supposed to be

Purposed defiance with a degree in poetry

And I'm going tell you so you know its me my name is dax

Been down since cool j was dope and ice t dogged the wax

With a 2 second sampler and 2 turn tables

And a ghetto box tricked out into a 2 track

I'm going to give yall a second to see if you can remember that

But if you would have never left you wouldn't have to go back

[Hook]

You can't teach an old emcee new tricks

We coming strictly hardcore lyrics

We motivate the party with a mic move ya body if you like real rap when you hear it

[Verse 2: Jurny Big]

Yeah life ain't fair still I keep my hands raised

And I stand amazed thus reason for penitent man's praise

In the song of life I realize I'm just a note

So when the band plays I muster up enough to bust a quote

In the form of gust of smoke I slam phrases through your veins

As opposed to up urane I spit the o.d. just the same

So don't ask me if I dance loc I prance and stomp

In the midst of the pomp and circumstance I romp the comp

And escape the tame times with imagination climbs

Each rung increases the distance between yours and mine

On course for fine tunin eventual spine movement

These cats can't back it up with chiropractic provin

I'm graphic picture that I'm a fixture of Christian rap

But the dap I receive most come from them secular cats

And that's exactly how we planned it God demanded

So we came through like Damus through the Garden we flame through

Paper lines no chasin mine I don't blame you

I wouldn't claim your crew either

Underneath the rubble is where you see the

Opposition of the W Covina just for you to see what

A true mc does

[Hook]

You can't teach an old emcee new tricks

We coming strictly hardcore lyrics

We motivate the party with a mic move ya body if you like real rap when you hear it

[Verse 3a: Dax]

I'm the same mc that I was when I first began

Hold it down forever mc with a master plan

A time travel mc not bound to the era

A classic rhyme writer a dictator to style change

A call as I see it last shot game breaker

A ball it as I be it sucker rapper title taker

An out cast outlasting mc

Hear the record 5 years later still feel me mc

[Verse 3b: Jurny Big]

And I'm an mc exbreaker expoplocker now

Rock and turn out a crowd with talent well endowed

Bound to knock it out the park my words make up the stars

You keep seein evidence of my pencil when its dark

I'm an mc never foldin holdin the ark for battle

No doubt that's my callin since the park they called Shadow

Began ballin fallin in line blue to be exact

Cushion by paper stacks and 20 years of raps

[Hook]

You can't teach an old emcee new tricks

We coming strictly hardcore lyrics

We motivate the party with a mic move ya body if you like real rap when you hear it