What's goin' on in here?

Street level... like mine

The P / The R / The O / The M /

The O / The P / The R / The O

It's Promo *word up*

It's Promoe *here we go*

Let's begin, it doesn't take a rocket scientist

To figure out who's best and who's a lying bitch

Got plots to make hits, hard like iron fists

Wile sucker rappers insist on dying rich

We got beats to break your necks, rhymes to make think again

You're half way dead and the ink is still in sinking in the paper

A major threat to the rainforest

You might to hit first, but I'ma hit hardest

A hip artist, head banger part two

Thousand and one set by the Looptroop crew

To advertise and hype up pens for the full length

When we return this summer in full strength

For now, you gotta settle for this 25 percent

I laugh hard at your weak attempt

To diss me, 'cause your crew got more cartoon characters than Disney

Askin who is he

The P / The R / The O / The M /

The O / The P / The R / The O

It's Promo *word up*

It's Promoe *p.r.o.m.o*

Hey yo, why you call yourself Promoe?

'Cause I'm not for sale

Say what? Why you call yourself Promoe?

'Cause I'm tending my inch out to all the real dj's (What what)

Putting records out on my own

First letter in every word, you figure it out when you get home

Internationally known, from Ludwiga to Malmö

That's why I'm going globe when I drop the album (word)

Take mc's out with just a whisper

So when you say my name, make sure you put a Mister

If not, you're in trouble man, like soundtracks from Marvin Gaye

Come up with punch lines like Sugar Ray

Everyday, every night goes without thinking

Similar to breathing, my heart beats and how my eyes are blinkin'

Your styles are shrinking, like male genitals recalls to cold water

My style spread over borders, like new world orders

In the positive way - Junior Reid style

Open my mouth and shine like a gold teeth smile

Whether it's freestyle or pre-written, I'm hittin'

After the show get more girls like Bill Clinton

Try to take me out with rhymes, how's that sounding, kid?

That's like trying to kill a fish by drowning it

And I got the underwater-techniques, 1200 to be exact

Putting my name up on underground maps

On that note; this is protected by the red, blue and green

Know what I mean, sucker riders know the deal

*You don't fuck with the Promoe*

The P / The R / The O / The M /

The O / The P / The R / The O

It's Promo *word up*

It's Promoe *here we go*

Promoe from Looptroop, one scoop for one thought

Y'all ain't ready for more 'cause y'all ain't ready for war

Hardcore poor hard world, the blasting steel

MCs want mass appeal, but I steal their last meal

I'm past real, keep it surreal while they faximile

I'm not impressed by your fancy deal

You still gotta pay your dues to me, before you loose your knee

Bailing to your headquarters so your crew can see

What happens if they screw with me

Yo, once a lawyer crew commit mutiny

Plus a lot of rappers are just perpetrators

Perfect traders, worthless haters

They claim it down then they hurt your later

That's the reason I don't flirt with strangers

But, try to blame me though is Kurt Cobainish

Word not painless, don't they know that my name is

The P / The R / The O / The M /

The O / The P / The R / The O

It's Promo *p.r.o.m.o*

It's Promoe (what what what)

The P / The R / The O / The M /

The O / The P / The R / The O

It's Promo *p.r.o.m.o*

It's Promoe (Technic)

*You don't fuck with the Promoe*