Watch as the room rocks
Mentally moonwalk
Mixed media slang
Banging in your boom box
Verbal violence
Lyrical stylist
In a time when
Rock hip hop rhymes
Are childish
You can't tempt me
With rhymes that are empty
Rapping to a beat
Doesn't make you an emcee
With your lack of skill and facility
You're killing me
And a DJ in the group
Just for credibility
I heard that some of you
Are getting help
With your rhymes
You're not an emcee if
Someone else
Writes your lines
And rapping over rock
Doesn't make you a pioneer
'Cause rock and hip hop
Have collaborated for years
But now they're getting
Randomly mixed and matched up
All after a fast buck and
All the tracks suck
So how does it stack up?
None of it's real
You want to be an emcee
You've got to study the skill

CHORUS:
Who can rock a rhyme like this?
Bring it to you
Every time like this?
Bring it to you
Every time like this?
Step, step up, step, step up

So you pick up a pen and
Write yourself a new identity
But mentally you don't
Have the hip hop energy
With a tendency to make up stories
Sounding like the only hip hop
You've heard is top 40
And your record company
Is completely missing it
All the kids are dissing it
For not being legitimate
So in a battle
You can't hack it
React with whack sh*t
And get smacked
With verbal back flips
Get your as* kicked by
Fabulous battle catalysts
It's taken decades for
Emcees to establish this
You're new to hip hop and
Welcome if you're serious
But not on the mic
Leave that to
The experienced

(Using the waves of sound
The true master paralyses
His opponents, leaving him
Vulnerable to attack)

Repeat chorus twice

(After years of pain-
Staking research by the
World's leading sound scientists,
We here at the sound institute
Have invented a
Reliable audio weapons system
Actual movement of
Musical sound in space
Used to carefully attack and
Neutralise the cellular structure
Of the human body, and
The question must be asked)

Repeat chorus twice

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