On the real, I freak techniques and beats in my sleep   The mack back in action show skills when I speak   Watch my leak when I bring it to your face   I still corner dimes but in the nine I'm on a paper chase      Glass rocks, mega tops, Tims on your block   Holding heat like crock pots and keeping g's in my socks   (So, what's up, Hopps?)   I got to keep it tight like seams, 'cause ain't no fiends   Coming in between me and my dreams      See what I mean, black? I keep it real like that   F A Word is bond   I need stocks and bonds from these ill raps   Rappers won't see me with contacts, friend   So, please act you've got a Siamese twin and think again      'Cause in the end I start off with flavor   Next to bless your chest with freestyle fantasia   Smooth behavior, seeing rappers as illusions   Meaning they disappear but I'm hear to keep you moving      Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   I don't think twice, kid   You know I bring it to ya live      Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   I don't think twice, kid   You know I bring it to ya live      See, I don't get writer's block, yo, I block other writers   And there's been nights I had to wear sniper attire for biters   Don't make that same mistake and get scarred, retard   I see that tape you listening to got you thinking that you hard      But dig this, cut your hair and get your name on your stomach   I still find ways to make your whole rap career plummet   Maintain, I steal mics out of the frame   But now people think they know me, 'cause they know my real name      While I stay same doing shows and tours   Somewhere in a phat crib [Unverified] playing Sega in the dashboard   Styles of sword [Unverified] and flowing steadily   Trapping MCs in mazes forever like Frankie Beverly      You know the steeze, I'm bringing beats to they knees   Holacausting MCs and sees some g's before I breath   That's how it be, it's no doubt that I got to bring   It to your chest as I bring it to ya live      Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   I don't think twice, kid   You know I bring it to ya live      So, from this point on until the day that they bury me   I'll still be on a hunt trying to snatch this currency   Putting my peeps on while friends turn fake   They get pissed thinking I be in Switzerland checking some real estate      Dropping LPs every year somewhere in a mansion   With a butler named Vincent Jeffrey Belvedere   I'm rare but rappers ain't trying to hear   The reason why their girl freestyle her number in my ear      It's my year, son and I ain't trying to slip   I'm trying to collect props and get not to stretch money clips   Honey-dips, I keep 'em on like low end   So, f-five-o Illegal, so we don't got to go there      It's so unfair, how I do wack crews shady   They want to be next up   Their style sucks like a new baby   They can't faze me, mics and man fusion   Beats I keep bruising   Do your thing and keep moving      Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   I don't think twice, kid   You know I bring it to ya live      Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   Everybody, move ya body   I don't think twice, kid   You know I bring it to ya live