[Intro]

Yeah

6 Fingers on the beat

Yeah

Y-y-yo

[Verse 1]

I plot to be the illest, first like Genesis

I’m not radioactive, I'm rubidium to chemist kids

But no sega, it’s a saga in my dream cast

I mean a song with Em & Lupe on a clean track

But til then, I'ma keep it me on my path

Gotta breathe raps, another joint like kneecaps

Fuck the hype cuz you hearin' where the beast at

Lines from this legend got you feelin' like you read maps

Death of your sales, men, call me Arthur Miller

The substance to your filla', you feelin' me like Kella

Gorilla of a spitta, still illa' acapella

But doper on a beat made by Dilla or RZA

Kill a challenge with a battle so don't even think to tempt me

You callin' me female rapper don’t make you the iller emcee

Hence the trickery with words and the labels

You thinkin' that I can't kill a beat, but I'm able

[Pre-Chorus]

Y'all are too simple

Can you challenge my mental?

All I'm hearin' is this wack and this gimmick shit

I know a fake rap when it lacks & I'm hearin' it

[Chorus]

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]

Hetong pinaka lyrico, nakahawak mikropono

Pinipilit mo, mismo ay pag hinga ko lang, dito

O, narinig mo ang puso na puro gutom at sipag

Na may tyaga bastat kita ang panaginip ko diba?

Pero yung sabi nila, kaya ko na

Pagnagsalita laban agad

Mga tamad, di kailangan lumaban sa akin at di ka tapat

Meaning? You useless to the game like a joker card

Fuck a poker face, I've been raised with a poker heart

The lady with the vocal chord, you gaga over doper bars

Open season, flows are darts, it’s more than just a form of art

With a missile mission, ain't a mystery, listen

Missin' the point if ain’t emittin' just this mist when I’m spittin'

Don’t underestimate fire, make no mistake, I'm goliath

Never misprint so annihilate every time it’s required

Call me Ms. I the messiah, besides, I might spit a riot

Word of advice to you prior I rip the beat is you quiet

[Pre-Chorus]

Y'all are too simple

Can you challenge my mental?

All I'm hearin' is this wack and this gimmick shit

I know a fake rap when it lacks & I'm hearin' it

[Chorus]

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse 3]

I'm off another tangent, I don't need a co-sign

The murder that she wrote because I'm potent with the dope lines

Level that I spoke mine, I make ‘em check the ink line (incline)

I'm on the brink, think I'm gonna have to rip it this time

I’m not the baddest bitch, I'd rather be the underdog

So fuck a blog, I bring the ruckus, I'm the juggernaut

Y'all dialogue, you can leave, I'm never fallin’ off

I start a war, verbal with the force, I'm haulin' off

A couple bars, got me spacin' out like underscores

And the beat knocks so I'm scrawling walls & even doors

The lyrics pour, important that I'm never comin' short

So I don’t talk numbers 'less its scores or metaphor

Yo, bring back the skill, the actual mass appeal

Instead of half-assed raps that’s watered down and distilled

A new class of ill eat rappers so cold, I

Know I write to mold lines, like I told the last time

[Pre-Chorus]

Y'all are too simple

Can you challenge my mental?

All I'm hearin' is this wack and this gimmick shit

I know a fake rap when it lacks & I'm hearin' it

[Chorus]

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up (step step step it up)

Step ya game up