Mick Boogie, waddup? Justus League, WADDUP? KARDINAL! (OH! ) Konvict, Black Jays! UH! [?], knowwhatI'msayin? Cadillac, T-Dot due out my niggaz! Let's GO! It's Little Brother (uh-huh! ) Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder (heheheh...) This how we doin it (Jeah! Show 'em what's goin on, my nig) Letп's get it goin, check it out They never shoulda told me to rhyme on this Get real, LB and - form unholy alliances Solely for the purpose of rhyming is - recommended You keep your eye on this Cause, I am this MC wit an iron fist That, hammers out each style that I've invented Hammers out each flows that I've presented A solider for my squad like I enlisted HOJ still swingin the guillotine From here to the Philippines, it's just as I intended Muh'fuckers still say dey ain't feelin me You niggaz is killin me, it's just as I envisioned And just as I have bended my flow over this track like contortionist I ain't even gotta drop no more bars for this Better dodge the draft, you don't want no war with this, c'mon! It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock I see you niggaz tryna cross that line Don't stop the party, stop-stop the party, rock But I ain't finna let you steal my shine Yo, I am now who's with an iron fist I am one of the last standing true ly-ricist Look in my irises, all of my words insist On bein consistent, I hope that you fine wit dis Whether you signed to backpack and I'm killin all of you Wack-winding, flowin off-time and weak-minded - (never mind) My mind sprays like AKs' and Lebanon (BBBBBBBBRRRR! ) Speech is mad colorful like ice cream and Benetton Fuck up a nigga real QUICK! - and that's the shit I'm on Take out EMCEEEEEEES! - Once-A-Day like a vit-amon CHEA! A rap vitamin, my circle stays tighter than A virgin on birth control - I'm like a leviathan When to put the trite and they MOTIF! Iп've been declared a world THREAT - when 9th Wonder's on the BEAT! (CHEA! ) Phonte, Big Pooh, and the Justus League A lotta rappers soudin like they put crack in dey weed BLACK JAYS! It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock CHEA! I see you niggaz tryna cross that line Donп't stop the party, stop-stop the party, rock Yea, and I'll be damned if you steal my shine, c'mon! (BIG POOH! ) You in the presence of one of the greats Ask niggaz from state to state, they say "Rapper" I'm in the midst of your hoes chit-chatter Glassjaw niggaz get shattered; I'm not flattered Fried-chicken niggaz get battered Then laced with a to served on a platter, HOT! Right here if you want it or not Got a mean 16 that came off the top Ain't have no dough, walked off the lot Came back next week and cop, I got some old shit So when I go to the lab, I let my soul spit I'm light years in front of my foes My Chi-Town niggaz be like, "Pooh, you so cold" In H-Town, they be like "Poobie gettin th'owed" Wool parka trench straight down to the flo' We the Trillest muh'fuckers in the South, yee ain't kno! It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock I see you niggaz tryna cross that line Don't stop the party, stop-stop the party, rock But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine