My DJ's got the cuts and the beats are on We're comin' with the lyrics and we're comin' strong And the rhythm's on time, 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'm 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 MCs are problematic I love it when you hit those switches I curve ball what my pitch is So here we-here we come, like dum-ditty-dum I keep all five boroughs in stitches Sound, sound, sound, sound Sound, sounds sweeter through the echoplex 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 You 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 these people you say you hate Just give it one time for your mind And let's try to negotiate Let's try to negotiate Oh, let's try to negotiate