[Chorus]
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you're a real rapper you must pass the test
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you a real rapper you must pass the test

[Verse 1]
All you rappers thinking you have the heat
When you can't even produce your own beat
Have Wild Wes do it for ya
Lil C. I'm comin actcha
When a real rapper comes up to you
If he says you wanna be cool he gives you a clue
Maybe then you could be a real rapper
Until then you ain't a real rapper

[Chorus]
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you're a real rapper you must pass the test
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you a real rapper you must pass the test

[Verse 2]
Rappers being homies
If you don't make a beat you ain't with the homies
Wild Wes produced a heat beat
You guys can't even take the heat with this beat

[Chorus]
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you're a real rapper you must pass the test
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you a real rapper you must pass the test

[Interlude]

[Verse 3]
Another rapper with the heat bars
It's so hot you would think your on Mars
Chocolate bars in my rhymes
Lil C can't even handle my rhymes
One little rapper can't take my heat
I tell you it later. Check out the beat
Wild Wes kinda needs to get outta here
Before I produce another sick beat in your ear

[Chorus]
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you're a real rapper you must pass the test
All you rappers thinking your the best
If you a real rapper you must pass the test

[Outro]
Peace!