I had to go for mine
 From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
 But hard rhymes beat hard times
 Gimme a spotlight and I'll shine
 Brither than the brightest star
 No matter who you are
 You're outdone
 I won
 And for the coup de grace
 Competition turns into fans
 Like a politician
 My competition spans
 From country to country
 It's never too far cause I'll take 'em all
 From the Shah to the Czar
 The Fu Man Chu
 The Prime Minister too
 The King and the Queen
 My rhymes are so mean I'll do
 A number on the country
 Like never before
 Is it a contest
 Or the threat of world war
 Choose your weapon no half-steppin'
 And let's go
 But if ya steppin' watch ya step
 And step slow
 Take your time change your mind
 Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like
 steppin' on a land mine
 Blowing you to kingdom come
 This ain't Vietnam
 A brother thinks he's ready for war brings him on
 A perilous journey
 You catch a hernia
 Trying to burn me
 Cause like an attorney I'll
 Cross-examine
 Your rhymes of my design
 And I'm styill standing
 Tall
 As the competition falls
 In actuality ain't no competition y'all
 Cause I'm rollin' over
 Rappers like a U.S. tank
 Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
 Get the picture (3x)
 Suckers
 Tried to put me down
 Siad rap was crap
 And wouldn't be around
 Any longer than two years
 But eight years later
 I'm still here
 Fully paid
 Because the rhymes I made
 Made dollars and cents
 I wasn't dense
 I stayed
 Away from drugs
 I never touched a pipe
 When I wanna get high
 I smoke the mic
 I never did white lines
 I only write lines
 And I ain't sniffin' nothing but
 The vapors from hype rhymes
 As I start to float
 On the rhymes I wrote
 Ascending to a level with the gods and I tote
 Loads and mounds of people
 As they reach new heights
 A half-a-mile from heaven is the party site
 And I'm the attraction
 The ods will be packed in
 Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it
 And acting
 Like they've never ever ever been entertained
 They try to act godly but they can't maintain
 Aphrodite would freak
 As her knees get weak
 And Venus would peak
 Off every word I speak
 Zeus would get loose
 Fully induced
 I'll make Apollo's ryhmes sound like
 Mother Goose
 By night's end
 Mercury is so hyped
 He'd spread the word
 That there's a god on the mic
 Captivating all the other gods
 By the masses
 Described as a dark-skinned brother in glasses
 But unlike the other gods
 I ain't a myth
 You wanna rif
 I suggest you take the fifth
 Get the picture (3x)
 Knowledge
 Is the source of my success
 History is the course
 And life's the test
 For those who don't know
 History's repetitive
 Lack of knowledge
 Serves as a sedative
 Makes you relax and max
 The lack of facts
 Holds you back
 The odds are stacked
 Against a weak mind
 Makes a meek mind
 But mine ain't weak
 I got a piece and I'ma speak mine
 Telling you the truth
 I raise the roof
 With rhymes so hard
 I'm bulletproof
 One slip of the lip
 Could sink your ship
 You wanna get hip
 Let's take a trip
 All aboard
 This is the last call
 I ain't a mandate cause
 I'll only ask y'all
 Once and only once
 To purchase a ticket
 Get on the rap train
 Watch me kick it
 From state to state
 And every little hick town
 They'll all be down
 With the new hip sound
 Treating me like more
 Than just a star of the sport
 But more like the judge in a court
 Y'all rise
 And raise your hands in the air


 Pump your fists
 And solemnly swear
 To rock the truth
 The whole truth
 And nothing but the truth
 Not only the youth
 Cause the young and the old
 Are all alike
 It makes no difference
 When I'm on the mic
 For those who can't
 Visualize what their eyes can't see
 You wanna get the picture
 Focus on me
 Get the picture (3x