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It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck
Collaborate, break bread with, Pete Rock
Homeskillet

From the beginnin', head spinnin' hip hop
The never endin', don't stop
B-boy religion, I'll rock and claim position
Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock
Follow the greater mission, freedom marks the top
Beat 'em off the block, now cock wrap they bop
Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock

I drop steady, cripplin' non-believers like Teddy
Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you're not ready
Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and blunder
Crown Hi-Tek sound thump pounds of thunder
Street hunger, the universal man works wonders
Mic and hand breakin' land, rockin' up from down under

I got sound control and I'm kinda slick wit it
Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it?
This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages
Turn the other cheek, 'cuz this track I be smackin' it

But don't clap, 'cuz this style'll bust caps
I'm jiggy and all that, black and get control back
But fuck that, control over mind, body and soul
The MC regulator, microphone detonator

My real live wanna battle niggas take a vouch
Eighty Shieks, throw them joints and 'Let da fuckin' monkey out'
Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin' City
When I spit this here it's easy as
(1, 2, 3)

You can "Huh?" You can hear me, you ain't heard nuttin' yet
I'm live and fortified like Kweli and Mos Def
Practice the incredible, shit ain't even competable
Due to that I'm technical, TKO's I got those
I got control but I'm wreckless in studios
I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my bones

No need to be flashy, for heads to recognize me
Hi-Tek throw them joints that magnetize me
We global, east, west, north, south, we robo
Hands that touch mic's get smacked 'cuz that's a no, no
Who rock the mic? Yo, we take the whole show
When heads hear this piece they call off with no shows

It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck
Collaborate, break bread with Pete Rock
Donte, Main Flo

I struggle more in tug of war, writin' rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law
As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul
They tested but questioned weapons rest in my foes

Blessed in my flows and obsessed with my scrolls
Midas Touch as it's told, writin' nuttin' less than gold
My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys
Send you out on a gerdy talkin' 'bout yo' eternity
Can't stand it, search for your wind like Ban Enti

One man band on the MP and a nigga ran simply
Hi-Tek, all these other niggas can exempt me
Say he's the nicest out loud and gently
Have it your way, a freestyle mean no pay
If you sign a wack contract that mean
(No weight)
Got your John Hancock on the paper to say

"The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"
"The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"
"The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"
"The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"

Alright okay, I'm feelin' you, common
It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck
Collaborate, break bread with Pete Rock
Main Flo, Main Flo

Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, pressure to plot
Measurin' blocks, releasin' this live like Desert Fox
Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same generals
Train criminals to get the most plus the minimals

Rob past, raw cash, facin' the God last
Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of stock caps
For cop cash, watch taps, eyes on my top hat
Flop fast, stock crash, how when I drop math?
This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair fact

We share packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks
Ya peeps move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth
Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin' Hebrew

Big Ohio status
Homeskillet, Crunch extraordinare
Main Flo, Donte, Hi-Tek
It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3   DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck   Collaborate, break bread with, Pete Rock   Homeskillet      From the beginnin', head spinnin' hip hop   The never endin', don't stop   B-boy religion, I'll rock and claim position   Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock   Follow the greater mission, freedom marks the top   Beat 'em off the block, now cock wrap they bop   Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock      I drop steady, cripplin' non-believers like Teddy   Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you're not ready   Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and blunder   Crown Hi-Tek sound thump pounds of thunder   Street hunger, the universal man works wonders   Mic and hand breakin' land, rockin' up from down under      I got sound control and I'm kinda slick wit it   Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it?   This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages   Turn the other cheek, 'cuz this track I be smackin' it      But don't clap, 'cuz this style'll bust caps   I'm jiggy and all that, black and get control back   But fuck that, control over mind, body and soul   The MC regulator, microphone detonator      My real live wanna battle niggas take a vouch   Eighty Shieks, throw them joints and 'Let da fuckin' monkey out'   Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin' City   When I spit this here it's easy as   (1, 2, 3)      You can "Huh?" You can hear me, you ain't heard nuttin' yet   I'm live and fortified like Kweli and Mos Def   Practice the incredible, shit ain't even competable   Due to that I'm technical, TKO's I got those   I got control but I'm wreckless in studios   I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my bones      No need to be flashy, for heads to recognize me   Hi-Tek throw them joints that magnetize me   We global, east, west, north, south, we robo   Hands that touch mic's get smacked 'cuz that's a no, no   Who rock the mic? Yo, we take the whole show   When heads hear this piece they call off with no shows      It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3   DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck   Collaborate, break bread with Pete Rock   Donte, Main Flo      I struggle more in tug of war, writin' rhymes by the score   Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law   As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul   They tested but questioned weapons rest in my foes      Blessed in my flows and obsessed with my scrolls   Midas Touch as it's told, writin' nuttin' less than gold   My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys   Send you out on a gerdy talkin' 'bout yo' eternity   Can't stand it, search for your wind like Ban Enti      One man band on the MP and a nigga ran simply   Hi-Tek, all these other niggas can exempt me   Say he's the nicest out loud and gently   Have it your way, a freestyle mean no pay   If you sign a wack contract that mean   (No weight)   Got your John Hancock on the paper to say      "The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"   "The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"   "The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"   "The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way"      Alright okay, I'm feelin' you, common   It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3   DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck   Collaborate, break bread with Pete Rock   Main Flo, Main Flo      Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, pressure to plot   Measurin' blocks, releasin' this live like Desert Fox   Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same generals   Train criminals to get the most plus the minimals      Rob past, raw cash, facin' the God last   Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of stock caps   For cop cash, watch taps, eyes on my top hat   Flop fast, stock crash, how when I drop math?   This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair fact      We share packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks   Ya peeps move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth   Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin' Hebrew      Big Ohio status   Homeskillet, Crunch extraordinare   Main Flo, Donte, Hi-Tek