Pour it in a glass  drink it  chase it
 Then chill  flex  feel the full effect
 The impact is similar to a train wreck
 It's wack to me when the beat is more hype than the MC
 Cause what he's sayin is empty
 Null void without substance or content
 You need to slow your speed  stop the nonsense
 These are words of the rising sun surprising some
 Who thought I was just another hum-drum
 Average type non-mc
 Who found a mic
 And thought he was hype
 Nah, that's not me
 I'll take a page, write a phrase, then rephrase it
 Treat it like a national flag and upraise it
 So a nation of people can feel proud
 About a brother who speaks out real loud
 I'm here to rock the show
 Clock the dough
 And let the words flow
 Flow
 Flow
 Flow

 Enough tough talk
 As a hunter I must stalk
 So each day I prey
 On ducks that like to play
 Lame games to frame the self-same troop
 Then guide em off the stoop and help them to recoup
 Stone cold back biters bold wack rhyme writers
 Give your little party
 And now you don't know nobody
 Diabolical fools persuin happiness
 Likin finesse I'm left unimpressed
 I heard you rhyme a few times, each time you blew it
 You're soft, you can't go off, I knew it
 Let's be realistic, i'm not egotistic
 But you, your crew, just not that artistic
 Point blank your song stank
 Yo, I know you want the truth, so let's be frank
 I been upstartin this art, not known for bein subtle
 Patiently I listen to all types of rebuttal
 "Don't say this, don't say that
 Change your lyrics"
 Everybody's a critic
 It's gettin kinda hectic
 My rhyme is authentic
 So it shall remain
 My writing exciting, never mondain
 In actuality
 My personality
 Keeps my mentality
 Based on real
 Life situations
 Not speculations
 But verbal illustrations
 Of how I feel
 You have the audacity
 To doubt my veracity
 Or to insinuate the G will prevaricate
 Your disposition is beyond my recognition
 I fail to see the reason for your constant disbelievin
 Why should I lie? What would I gain? Nothin
 So when I speak yo, I don't be bluffin
 I be puffin on high-powered cess blunts
 I don't try to front
 Or back away from a challenge, I'm game
 You suckers rhymin sound like your lips are lame
 You seem to need therapy for you speech impediment
 Take this advice because it's for your own benefit
 I'm energetic, magnetic, and athletic
 One more thing, and it's called poetic
 My style's unorthodox, but of course it rocks
 And when it comes to styles i'm over-stocked
 You might never get to hear my last rhyme
 Cause I been writin since you heard me last time
 I could go on
 The G is strong
 I rock the show
 I clock the dough
 And let the words flow
 Flow
 Flow
 Flow