I'm serving up a shuttlecock Motherfucker fetch a racket It's Wax ripping mics like corners of ketchup packets Forget your jackets leave them on racks It's Herbal T and Wax know to keep it heated on tracks, weeded on sacks Just drow the Wax's flow mutilates Misled motherfuckers who miscommunicate Meaning that you made one, two, mistakes Either number one you're whack, or number two you're fake Stop tripping with your friends gossiping Me and Herbal T lyrical Michael Jordan and Scott Pippen When we not spittin', we fuckin' with hot women And taking tobacco out of blunts putting pot in them, we got Venom Like rattlesnakes and copper- -heads bloodsheds when I battle fake imposters On time like New York's giant Square I'm from the project I was created at the science fair By a little Einstein who combined the greatest minds of our time Into a DNA line and made it mine That line duplicated at birth That's why me and Herbal T be the greatest on Earth, you hate us at first For many different purposes But mostly 'cause your nervousness is intense like circuses MC's is in a shook, type of metal state Women in the club, dancing, about the hyperventilate You breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down You got to breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down Well it's the identical bros with plentiful flows It squeeze like tentacles until your ventricles close And chemical glows emit from your head to your toes You talk battle, but you chicken like General Tso's Me and wax turn a blunt into Ash And freestyle in the car till we run out of gas Then we stop at a rest stop and Spark my best crop Advance like Doogie Howser when I use the browser on my desktop To navigate toward top my flow gravitates Eradicates any crew that fabricates Although I'm not a magistrate, it's true that I'm royal Rappers I crumble them and ruin them like aluminum foil Wax and Herbs on the track superb attack with words These motherfuckers lack the nerve, to want to battle cats this great And if they did it be a mistake, 'cause all of this shit's fake Like Monopoly property there's no possibly stopping me From methodically rocking the microphone properly I philosophically fulfill a prophecy,that I'm a crush every time I bust Leave your whole clique in the dust Like a buried treasure, left behind like resi- -due, I choose to abuse crews for pleasure You'll never measure - up to the way my crew flows Bitch pu-tos get laid out in dos minu-tos You breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down You got to breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down Herbal T will you rock this mic Yes I will son, like Woodrow Spark the good dro with more friends than Lisa Kudrow Will you rock this mic Yes I will son like Dennis the Menace's nemesis, MCs exit the premises It's Herbal T on the M-I-C, it's me Wax we be hot definitely So let's rock to the beat 'Till there's no beat left Take a slow deep breath We hop to death You breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down You got to breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down You got to breathe deep, whether at the club or at home You breathe deep, it's Wax on the microphone You breathe deep When me and Herbal T is in the cypher motherfuckers tend to back down