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    Eie-kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
    None of these skills you bout to see come free
    So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me
    If you ever wanna be one see

    Eminem: Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
    None of these skills you bout to see come free
    So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me
    If you ever wanna be one see

    Verse 1: Eye-Kyu
    Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
    I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
    My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
    Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
    Forgot a gold digger's succubus, my souls thick with ruggedness
    With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
    I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound
    On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
    We elevated to new heights premeditated
    Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
    The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
    Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
    So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
    To represent my temperment
    If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
    But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
    Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
    Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
    My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
    At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
    I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
    And as for face clutching and touching the flows
    I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
    Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
    Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
    Defiance, no we won't have that
    You want your shit to blow up?
    Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
    And blast that shit to kingdom come
    Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
    I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about
    And you all knew from Meeko
    That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno
    So stop that bullshit and flow
    Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know

    Chorus: Eminem
    So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
    None of these skills you bout to see come free
    So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me
    If you ever wanna be one see

    Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
    None of these skills you bout to see come free
    So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta become me
    If you ever wanna be one see

    Verse 2: Eminem
    So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
    You don't know shit so when you see one flee
    You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC
    I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
    I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
    I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
    Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
    I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
    It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
    You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
    My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
    I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
    If he's acting soft and he cowers
    He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers
    You flowers got no clout with a thing
    You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
    I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
    Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
    Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
    Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
    So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
    I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
    I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
    You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
    fingers
    But you can bring yours let's see what you got
    But don't front and never try to be what you're not
    Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
    And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack

    Chorus: Eye-Kyu
    So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
    None of these skills you just seen come free
    So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
    So you ain't ever gonna be one see
    Eminem: So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
    None of these skills that you just seen come free
    So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
    So you ain't ever gonna be one see

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