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(âOh yeahâ) (âRock youâ)
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ)
[Verse 1]
Boy, youâre going crazy, really getting lazy
Rhymes as weak as water, even shorter than the days be
So you on the pop charts, got off to a fast start
Now itâs slowing down, homie, show me where is your heart
I want you to battle me but all you do is saddle me
Ride on my bone, and you wonât âcause you know thatâll be
Your crucifixion, my resurrection
Hereâs my prediction: you need protection
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ)
[Verse 2]
On and on âtil your rhymes are gone
We could battle head up without singing a song
Weâll just go rhyme for rhyme, youâll run out in due time
And Iâll keep going while Iâm blowing you, Iâm showing you Iâm
Your superior âcause youâre inferior
Jump out of line one more time and Iâll bury ya
Say something, I dare yaâmatter fact, where are your homeboys?
Bring âem on, the more the merrier
I know how to put an end to all of this
Is battle, winner take the money and the loserâs gotta quit
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ)
[Verse 3]
Like youâve never been rocked before, Iâll make ya sore
Freeze up like an ice cube and never thaw
Until I turn the heat on and once the heat is felt
Like ice, youâll burn twice, youâll do more than melt
Because Iâll evaporate you, and consolidate you
With the air, youâll disappear, Iâll annihilate you
You might still be living but you feel deceased
You oughta name your next record âRest in Peaceâ
[Sampled Chorus]
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âOh yeahâ)
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ)
(âOh yeahâ)
[Verse 4]
I got a rhythm to ride, I can feel it inside
Of my bones, I got a jones, Iâm the microphone pride of New York
When I talk, other emcees walk
Street critics rave and the ladies hawk
Complements are given âcause my rhymes are driven
By a ego that prevents me to bite âcause Iâm not living like that
I am authentic, like the Titanic
But Iâm unsinkable, believe it and then accept that
Itâs reality, you have no choice
No screaming or yelling, I got a real voice
Iâm badder than bad, no reason to get mad
When I pick up the mic, the young boys are had
And I can say what I want âcause nothing can be done
âCause I donât fear none âcause not near one of you
Pussycat candy rap, need to get a jap slap
For saying that bullcrap and trying to call it real rap
Sorry chap, youâre just a new jack
Line up at rhyme prison, get in the back
Because I am the leader, the rhyme breather
And, and, you know you need a real leader
To, to, to help you see the way to be the
Man that you really think you are, a superstar
You fall short of that status, and by far
Because supers call me super, and that means superb
Not a nerd using verbs, and I ainât the herb
Thatâs gonna sit back and relax and backtrack while you wack
Boys get paid and parade around stage âcause you made
A few hits, now you get do shit like your hits
Forget it! I ainât witâ it
You know Iâm the best so admit it
And any rappers out there that donât like what I said
Step forward and Iâll put that head to bed
[Sampled Chorus]
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âOh yeahâ)
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âRock youâ) (âOh yeahâ)
(âRock youâ) (âRock youâ)