My DJ's got the cuts and the beats are on   We're comin with the limericks and we're comin' strong   And the rhythm's on time to every word and rhyme   When it comes to keep it real I keep it really wrong   At the risk of sounding crass I would like to mention   That I am well aware of your wack intentions   To usurp my prose you so and so   It's my primary bone of contention   I tell you everybody I've had it   With all these people with static   I'll go insane if it don't rain   Sucker MC's are problematic      I love it when you hit those switches   A curve ball's what my pitch is   So here we here we come   Like dum ditty dum   I keep all five boroughs in stitches      The sound sounds sweeter through the echolex   It'll spin you around and throw you in a hex   Until you feel no pain inside your brain   All your worries are soothed by the sound effects      Read it in the Post and the Daily News   Listen everybody let's show improve   Don't let me begin about heroin   Living six feet deep just ain't the move      We're giving you soul power   I like it sweet and sour   When it comes to rhymes and beat designs   I'm at the control tower      Tell me what makes you so afraid   Of all those people you say you hate   Just give it one time for your mind   And let's try to negotiate