Now if you had my eyes then you'd see what I see

A desire to see a soundman hung and bless the m-i-c

Who I be? the generation of the next mc's

Who believe in breakbeatsmicrophonesand tecs

My voice travels through your fleshputting crews to rest

I wanna be the shit from here to budapest

Kneel pleaseI represent real mc's

I'm at ease when I spot another beat to seize

So don't test meI represent the best you see

And next to me is the extra p ____ on the sp

A combination that could leave niggas wishing

That rhymes hadn't got handled the whole of sedition

I write raps like I had an hour to live

Contact the crowd with lyrics I was born to give

I maintain in this mission to get loot

So listen clearI'm putting niggas careers on mute



When I representI lotta kids won't survive

Name's mad skillzyear's '95 (repeat 2x)



Indeed proceed I need to make rappers bleed

My words hurt yamy thoughts are nurtured like seeds

It's my year sonso throw your style away

Don't underrate mecause I smell niggas fears from miles away

Rip a mic host and I'm ghost

Peace to myn benda and kilonji from the slums of the cosmos

You get ill on skillz? come ondon't jet

Close your front doorniggacause your style's on house arrest

Skillzniggawith the mad in the front

Maintaining through strife cause life is like a manhunt

I breathe rapg's need to heed that

Treat me like I'm on in the back upnow you gets no feedback

Stop grazingdon't keep it real on occaision

You can't see mechase me through the walls I be phasing

And adaptcause I ain't hearing nothing but rap

I'm here to bless the mic and represent real like that



When I representI lotta kids won't survive

Name's mad skillzyear's '95	(repeat 4x)



Yeahthe average head can't seem to understand

It's something about a beat and a mic in my hand

Kicks and snares bring me in for the kill

Cause be doubting and my voice be pouncing over drum fills

Don't fretmy decibles pop cassettes

Rhymes designedto raze hair like gillettes

Sweattechniques that skillz be making

Riding the groove smoothgot no time for move faking

You should master your craftthat's my motto

Mc's be getting popped quickjust like zits on a supermodel

Witness the sickness I possess

Like ? ? ?sheel and strees through my down vest

Next testone time watch your mind

I drop rhymesno corner standing sonI'm not a stop sign

Get used to microphone wear and tear

By now you know the name and the year



When I representI lotta kids won't survive

Name's mad skillzyear's '95 (repeat 2x)



"i got skills" - big daddy kane (repeat 16x)