Back in the days, I never snatched pocket books   I just snatch your mind up with the flow and the hook   That's right, be on alert, comin' faster   Corny MC's, body snatcher with the rapture   Dismember your body like I was a raptor   Pluck your eyes out, so you can't see my laughter      Don't care how many gold and platinum plaques you got   I put my foot in your ass up in the spot   A beast break necks, that's right, you couldn't sit through   I'm bone crushin' on the mic like a Pitbull   Foamin' at the mouth, ferocious to start again      Rockin' hard body cardigan with the Timberlands   PF drop the beat, Afu drop the grammar   Was swift with the gift, old school like cold bangers   The five mic slangin', head bangin', chitty, chitty bang bangin'   Name your whole rap crew like I'm gang bangin'      You ain't no gangsta rapper, you'se an amateur   I seen you back in the days, they used to laugh at you   You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a poser   I grab the mic and do it like it's supposed to      You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a wanksta   I schooled you back in the days, you just a prankster   You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an amateur   I saw you back in the days, they used to laugh at you      Am I brother's keeper? Don't get swept beneath the rug   Stomp these posers out like they water bugs   Tired of these rappers with these ice mugs   Claimin' that they spitting slugs but they spitting duds      Tired of these fake thugs, that's lighter than feathers   With all that nonsense, they puttin' together, screamin', "Murder, murder"   I thought they would of learned from Biggie and 2Pac   That you can bring to life, what you spittin' in your art      You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you'se a wanksta   I schooled you back in the days, you just a prankster   You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an amateur   I saw you back in the days, they used to laugh at ya      It's Mr. Spectacular, tacular   'Bout to swat that ass out the sky like he gammara   The flex of ego on your little pedestals   In front of your people, now what you wanna do?      You ain't no gangsta rapper, you'se an amateur   I seen you back in the days, they used to laugh at you   You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a poser   I grab the mic and do it like it's supposed to      You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a wanksta   I schooled you back in the days, you just a prankster   You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an amateur   I saw you back in the days, they used to laugh at you      You can't stop this hard rock, rock, ready to rock this   I got lyrical ability to bring you hot shit   I swat so many cats, it's rainin' birds   'Cause I'm cold as ice, forget the ice in ya watch, kid      Spit more flames than the back of a rocket   Mic check, one, two, linin' up my targets   I be the mad man in front of the cam   That be stealin' ya fans, yup, up on the red carpet      Make more connections than Nextel, ring the bell   My first connection, make you fuckin' lips swell   Make more noise than a terrorist attack   I'm dangerous like anthrax, my voice burn up the wax      Against the way, I put myself up on the map   I'm a dope MC, I put the squeeze on the dope tracks   Body care free on the dope tracks   A hundred 'round banana clip, leave you where you at      You ain't no gangsta rapper, you'se an amateur   I seen you back in the days, they used to laugh at you   You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a poser   I grab the mic and do it like it's supposed to      You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a wanksta   I schooled you back in the days, you just a prankster   You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an amateur   I saw you back in the days, they used to laugh at you