established posthumous 2pac nd back, so impacting,
thats when, rhymin' n rappin' bacame my number 1 passion,
most definatly mos def especially nd biggie goin' strong,
boombox next to me, lets rock dis shitty rock dat we livin' on,
play that diddy song victory, nd green out smokin' weed,
dont choke, jus breathe, nd take heed to the lines they read,
feed ya mind nd greed with cream, as wu do what they do,
its crucial to play this true shit, cuz streets is watchin' you,
constantly locked into rockin' to rappers that actually rap,
instead of jus yakety-yak nd crap, i say lets go backety-back,
to the real rap, that todays rap lack, like back to the 90's
cuz this radio crap is wack, nd these hack rapper are liars,
im the livest one, microphone mic myers, cum nd try me son,
hide but u cant run, on the mic im major, ur a tiny one,
misdemeanor miners, you wanabe wiener, a weenie,
fake greedy rappers on tv, cross the street when u see me.