You defiantly better respect me   Before I check the pressure per square inch you face can withstand directly   Beats so nice they spoil me, true loyalty   I flip a sample so sick, I'm never paying royalties   I demand to be held high like big salary   Don't ride my dick, you'll get burnt like one calorie   I can hold my own, and I'm soon to be known   From the biggest city, down to where the wild cattle roam   Low budgetness is no budget, I'm broker then broke   So dirty, cheap , and raw has you chokin' on smoke   Inhale and exhale, electrifyingly real   My microphone is handcrafted from a live third rail   I excel, fall off? you might as well, you bite as well   that'll send you right to hell   Benefit prevail, about time it's done   And I blaze so hot I outshine the sun   Continuous, so how do you plan to stop this?   You can't even come close to me like Lockness   Topless, no bottom, no sides, no space   That's how I kill emcees and leave no trace   Go ahead an try to find evidence   But Benefits ghosts like dead presidents   Your finished, why'd you step huh? with bad luck too   Looks like you gamble real high in a game of fuck you      [Chorus]   No questions (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   No questions (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   All reality (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   No questions (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   No questions (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   No questions (scratching), Supreme (scratching)   All reality (scratching), Supreme (scratching)      I'm broke in money but I'm rich in beats   And I ain't jokin' funny off the coke and rum,    he's got your bitch in heat   An emcee wanted to be like me, I saw   I dragged his ass in gravel and said "now you're raw"   Explain to me, it's obviously plain to see   The industry supports awfully lame MC's   Time to change this, rearrange the games list   realize the games best often remain nameless   Beware of Benny Brings he's aware of everything   Till death do us, hip-hop wares my wedding ring   I'm above every emcee like Yankee's caps   You're learnin' how to rhyme, better thank these raps   But don't call it that, call it hip-hop cause it is   I got you shaking like those epileptic kids   My thoughts move at a rate called ill-speed   If deejay's try to scratch this, their fingers will bleed   I try to play the hand that good will dealt me   I cut a kids head off, his body still felt me   I knew cause the body did a windmill completely   The blood spillin' out his neck was writin' in graffiti   I try to help them seize out, they just won't listen   just a little criticism causes critical condition   You know what's incredibly painful? submission   Don't sell your integrity, you'll get no commission.      (Chorus)      [Verse 3]   You faded away, step down you had one turn   Come to close to me, you'll catch a wicked sunburn   I'll pay no attention to a payroll mention   Your din' push-ups, I'm in the gym bench pressin'   That means I'm real deal, and your petty shit   Fake mafia emcee's spittin' spaghetti shit   Using Gotti's name in vain, and Gambino's the same   Time to chain the lame, damn quit makin' a claim   Fuck the fame, when I spit, I spit propane   My words burn emcee's in infernal flame   Eternal same, these rap acts dressin' alike   It's baptism and communion when I'm blessin' the mic   Have no real skill, but time will tell   If your gimmick catches on, then your rhyme will sell   Undeniably ill, but broke as hell   Just then the latest emcee joke just fell   Place me on top, record labels pray I won't drop   Cause their emcee's will quit, and the profits will stop   I can see you, but I can't feel you, like a mirage   I'll battle every sing person in your entourage   Catch a slap to the face, gun clap in the waist   just a rappin' disgrace, another rat in the race   Wack emcee's get the dick, and they'll fall off quick   What's Benefit like? (umm he's sick)      (Chorus)