Ah yeah  it's the home of the microphone master  Houdini
 I'm dope  some don't believe me
 Unless  I stress and bust a cap from steel
 Aim for the dome  show em that I'm real hardcore
 The underground rapper who's wrecking
 I pack a Smith and Wesson on my right section
 I'm strappep  at all time  Jack
 Nine mills to gap  for a punk suck new jack
 I must stay focus and keep my mind open
 The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking
 For punks trying to get respect and yearning
 Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon
 I'm serious, boy, but not Jermaine Jackson
 I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action
 So chill, back the hell up and get a grip
 Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick
 Like the Rude Boys said
 It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe
 Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked(4x)
 (PMD)
 It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring
 ?Joys of funk?, produce a song to make my fans sing
 Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song
 I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone
 Poof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suit
 Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose
 To hide the mockbird, word, wit the pistol grip
 Squeeze em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip
 Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip
 I ain't going out on some bull----
 Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it
 Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it
 (So what's the name)John Doe, 'K it's a slow flow
 ?Swiss miff?, crazy, the boy's loco
 Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime
 (It's the new style) time to get mine
 Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race
 So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced
 Now I'm out, beaming back to the boon dox
 Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked