This is Aceyalone on the microphone
 and we got my nigga Punish on the beatbox
 and we gonna show you how WE dos it...

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 anywhere you go
 I am going to find you
 and every time you flow
 I'll be right behind you
 just to let you know and
 constantly remind you
 you can never be as dope as I am
 goddamn

 now I know you hate it when the MC ain't fly
 so I come in the party live
 chopping rappers down to size
 I know 'em when I see em cause they got that look in their eyes
 surprise
 Aceyalone has arrived
 they surround around the microphone like shit attracts flies
 I arise
 the Thai gets me high
 I find him, stand right behind him and I spy
 no more than two tries; either freaks it or you die
 I waited; somebody stated "He's intimidated"
 I was faded; I played it like any other brother would've played it
 but soon as I grabbed the microphone I went into a frenzy
 started givin niggas black eyes like Spuds Mackenzie
 when that bud's in me
 now one of these niggas tried to tell me my shit was hopeless
 his homeboy was on the other side sayin "Man your shit's the dopest"
 all of a sudden another rapper pushed his way through the crowd
 came and stood in front of me and told me he was proud
 then he bowed, told me that he liked the way I styled;
 I thanked him. I smiled
 then I had to be out

 

 Now I'ma give shout out to all the dope MC's in the world...
 yall know who you are

 You know I got the kinda style that everybody yearns
 I mic-check; I break a nigga's nectar like Kerns
 cause you are a worm. you are a germ.
 and you are about to be stepped on
 so you should be concerned.
 if you have a perm then it's permanent
 it's affirmative you will burn
 make a right turn turn
 then a left turn
 then a u turn turn
 come all the way back, return
 stand stern and maybe you just might learn
 about the firm
 I used to be a sperm -- shoot
 got derm
 nobody better not squirm
 till my meeting is adjourned
 okay I'm through
 and I rock from here to Peru
 Vern
 I could've sworn you knew
 that AC's having a rap sale
 you wanna buy 1 or 2?
 or 3 or 4 or 5
 or 6 or 7 or 8
 or 9 or 10 or 11
 or 12 or 13 or 14?
 cause me and the mic are courting
 my circuit breaker's shorting
 my memory is aborting
 I can barely remember this flow
 but wack MC's ya still got another zillion miles or so to go

 

 They pushed that rapper in front of the train
 Took him to the doctor sewed his arm on again
 Stabbed that rapper right in his heart
 Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
 and then he stopped; he started again
 he forted bounced it and vomited
 now you know who's the dominant dog
 that got to be given you that rhyme style
 man child, locked in the promised land
 I'ma stand in the middle of an open hand
 that's extensive
 cause I don't flow religously or relentlessly
 for innocent-minded-ticity
 okay I win and the battle's like over
 got a sattelite Rover
 with a rocket telescopic sprocket pocket pulley
 and a fully automatic stun gun cause I'm a bully
 my hair was wooly I'm a muillion
 a calmer Jeffrey Dahmer hater
 I'm greater than the latest greatest innovators
 can go to hell, cause I say this so well
 you can whistle my melody or noel
 you're still gonna get the Speak n Spell
 I get my ink from inkwell
 my paper from the trees
 I swell up when I eat MCs
 so eat these
 and stand at attention
 did I forget to mention
 my classes aren't expensive
 that's if you are an uncomprehensive
 defensive sensitive
 toy rapper
 little boy rapper
 momma's wittle wappin man wapper
 now you got me reachin' for my zapper
 I'll cut you off with a clapper
 but that's for old gentlemen
 who drink coffee with cinnamon, it'll take ten of them
 then again did I mention I'm potent
 totin' holdin' reloadin' votin'
 with my channel changer fool
 and since I don't speak Greek stranger
 I'ma give it to you in layman's terms so you'll learn...