[Hook x2]

M-C-B-R-O-O-K-S

S-E-R-I-A-L Rhyme Killa!

I can't quit or forget how I got started

On this hip hop shit, but it wasn't for a profit

It was just a project, something that was kinda fun

To fit in w/ my friends so I wouldn't be the silent one

Cause I was more of a rocker listening to blink

Only listened to rap cause I cared what others think

But I couldn't relate to selling drugs or the tales of thugs

Or even bout girls cause I hadn't felt their touch

Um, but I'm off-track, let me bring it all back

Tell the critics fall back if you don't think I'm all that

And a bag of chips, a diet drink and a salad bowl

Cause I don't care for beef, vegetarian with a rapping goal

The greatest ever, don't think I'll ever achieve that

But I wanna be in the conversation, so give me all your feedback

Cause I'll rip any track even if the beat's wack

But this isn't backpacker nor is it street rap

This is just hip hop without any labels

Without the lies, fables or a deal on the table

And I'm willing and I'm able to make music that you're feeling

So get your hands high as if you're reaching for the ceiling

And nod ya head like that will smith song

Cause this black man is coming to kill this song

And this is dedicated to the real hip hop heads

Cause we'll die before we say that hip hop's dead