[Saukrates]
I'll break y'all silly cats with a billy bat
The intro... duction
Of this production
Coming to ya

I'll bang boards, open this life's door
Irregular folklore, most of y'all cats just hope for, my rotor
Running wild in this game, supposedly spoke for
I'm in your elevator starting at first floor
It gets better when you inhale me
So tell a friend, see my adrenaline sparks riots in Tienamen
Blaze streets of rugs of fire this rap shire
Take a toke, when I first spoke I provoke desire
In the heart of the concrete chart
You don't want none then don't start, jumpstart the art
Want a hit, hear a fraction, you ain't the last one
To get hooked on this hip hop drug thug
Now that's action

[CHORUS: Saukrates]
What do yo really know about this type of action
(Action!) Linebacker type e'ery night
(Action!) you can get it if the price is right
(Action!) tearing out a patch, fly through

[Saukrates]
AAHHHH!
No where to run, contagious rhythmn infects
System of young guns, who get paralyzed
By acapella size multiply growth rates for attempt to sterilize
My, moldy approaching in rhyme I'm a culture
Legal narcotic, who cross the border on a boat
>From Toronto to yo stere-ereo
Saukrates tear the flow everywhere he go, seen
I make it hard for niggas to come clean
Real deal, you need it inside your blood stream
Real wax, is what you lack son, action!

[CHORUS]

[Saukrates]
Kill it, if ain't have half the spirit
Kill it, if you want that real shit to deal wit
Maneuver at a pace in rap race
Spitting pesticide lyrics sitting in first place
Competition play tall 'til they hit that brick wall
Jealous minority get pissed, and want to brawl
Make my shit for all
I never cut a deal, cut a jam for nigga's health
Responsible for what I am, clap hands black
And never erase the track
Negative attack strictly based on fact
Yo, realize my eyes target the same prize
As the uncommon wise lyricist on the rise
Now that's action ain't it?
Ignore metaphors of man, who's face painted with hip hop
Blood tainted in vein kid
Pass that, ministry put the broomstick to the ass crack of industry crooks
You move this never, initiated by the greatest
Which is why me and my circle always got to stay clever
You can't avoid the pressure of this mic agressor
Pardon me punk, now who's the lesser
Create a picture of mister metropolitian judge
Not the man who's labour happens to be focusing the drug spots
Of Toronto, shit has got to blow
Not only beucase I said so, burn with lyrical petro
Got you gassed, bookmark this page
To penetrate the skin like a hot switchblade
Yo, we'll see who's last laughing
When I'm packing such action Jackson

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What do you really know about this...