(feat. Prince Po)



[CHORUS: Jemini]

Hey yo, some emcee's come to party, we goin' get it started

But ya'll emcee's act retarded on the microphone [x2]



[CHROUS]

Every little thing we say, you say

Every little thing we do, you do

Every little thing we be, you be

But you don't see the things we see



[Prince Po]

Time and time again, dawg, I be usin' them

Confusin' em, copy cats, verbaly abusin' them

Still losin' em, too much of that bullshit be amusin' em

Step into these crews like (?) of Jeurusilm, like who was them

Mommy's call me the sexy holagent

Prince Po, callico flow, still schoolin' em



[Jemini the Gifted One]

Why, you aint try to copy everything I do

I do my best to be original, you try to do it to

Why, I try to get out of a rappers way and show curdosy

It's like a multitramaticly, you still aint follow me

(I'm not the type of rapper you should follow, your style goin inventility

to me a hollow tomorrow)

Hope you find the air a in your weist, cause you will use it

Get a therapist and be more thearputic

Lay down on the couch and tell him that your father Jem is becomin a problem

And I'm hopin you can solve em, is another in a circle

And is constantly revolving you, envolve an upsession thats connected to my lyrical

Express and learn your lesson, it can not jublicated

If you made it, good for you, but you were highly over-rated

Face it, every rhyme I cook, and now you want a taste

But it burns to the tounge cause it's hot like it's cajun

And I told you that my flow is jaw-blazen' (nigga)

Now you hurtin' like a hospital patient (nigga)

You better go n' ask somebody (nigga)

Jemini, Prince Poem in the party



[CHORUS: Jemini]

Hey yo, some emcee's come to party, we goin' get it started

But ya'll emcee's act retarded on the microphone [x2]



[CHROUS]

Every little thing we say, you say

Every little thing we do, you do

Every little thing we be, you be

But you don't see the things we see



[Jemini the Gifted One]

The reality of watch'ya walk, could not be any clearer

When I see you it's like lookin in the mirror mirror

Mirror on the wall, you just a reflection

that a wat I used to be without a vote to perfection

Now ya do your style has been grafted

And after, havn't heard the master laughin at you, til ya catch it

F-e-e-ls like a little beeotch, but Prince, nobody told you to rhyme like this(shit)

Jeimini, my name and ya'll ain't gunna get it

You can put your foot in my shoe, but ain't gunna fit it



[Prince Po]

I peep your style, your technique is so weak n' mild

Your beneathe me B, I eat you child

And why you sleep us crocadiles still creepin now

20,000 other nigger's freakin' your style

And them gemicks is exile, you x-file

I batter n bruise and make shoes rip up the textile

Prince Po, hot flows, hood, runnin' wit it, gunnin' with it

And a whole block got what I got when I'm comin' wit it

Dumb, there ain't no frontin' in it

But you don't here me though, Jem holla, this shit is goin down

So baby here we go

Invade your routes

gernade your house

Bought a raze to joust

Prince, Jemini, and Danger Mouse



[CHORUS: Jemini]

Hey yo, some emcee's come to party, we goin' get it started

But ya'll emcee's act retarded on the microphone



[CHROUS]

Every little thing we say, you say

Every little thing we do, you do

Every little thing we be, you be

But you don't see the things we see