Released on March 4, 2005

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[Verse 1]

By now my pen knows the page

It know what it’s supposed to say

I flow for days

A rhyme that’ll drive you crazy like road rage

So buckle up whenever pro’s on stage

Or risk being knuckled up like Mohammed Ali back in the olden days

The pro can Spray rhymes like Graffiti too

Hypnotize you like biggie do

I’m destined to shine Like a P. Diddy suit

Like allergies I’m sick of you

Battle me and get ridiculed

I’m so Phat it’s not rhymes its calories I spit at you

I power down

My brainstorms cause Thunder shower sounds

My over flows flood the market to make you cowards Drown

Stay on the charts you’re just visiting like you’re from out of town

Verb I can Write an entire verse without noun


[Verse 2]

I put the wack on stretches

Spend more time in the lab than Dexter

Get back at ex’s ask Zubz about ma last letter

I raps better/ than an elf on Christmas eve

I drop a Punch line and leave myself in disbelief

It’s a mystery like magic is

I spit with ease ask a kid

If you’re the ish I’m a laxative

A rapper is cat who uses words in lines

The Difference is an emcee uses verbs to rhyme

I deserve to shine

Like a thought I work your mind

Always impregnating lines to give birth to rhymes

I went from hungry to make it

To starving and craving

Rappers is making it

I’ll admit part of me is hating

Like a split personality

The kid verb has to be

One of the few who puts it down a bit Worse than gravity

Cause emcees carefully calculate rhyme patterns

Unlike rappers they barely get their rhymes to add up


[Verse 3]

If you ever need a better emcee

You better let me

Cause emcees can rap but a Rapper can never emcee

Emcees can kick raps that make rappers envy

It might Work but never vice versa evidently

Cause Emcees approach concepts from different Angles

We tackle issues that rappers can never handle

I drop logic and science that Rappers find awkward

Hip hop’s an art to me I don’t write rhymes I draw words

My Rhyme book got more lines and hooks than fisherman

Try and look you bout to get Schooled like I caught six of them

Emcees are troublesome cats

You need to Understand one fact

Rappers kick bubblegum raps

You get bruised in the face

If you choose to play this ish

Cause I got more hits than abusive relationships. I’m like

A bandage the more I rap the bigger the injury

Peace to all the hip hop heads that

Are feeling me


[Hook]

I’m like a modern day shaft I say strapped with A-class lyrics

Stopping all you fake cats like break pads fitted

I don’t play that, it stays fact I hate wack gimmicks

What, this is payback, play it back and listen