Mislead by the lies that they pump in their heads
 The money and the fame that they're hoping to find
 Will never come close to the scope of my rhyme
 Now some have been succesful but really
 And yo  these MC's are clearly not nearly
 Up to this level or should I say caliber
 Because I'm hype that the company's selling me
 Because they'll take a dud  talk some crud and then push him
 But in the next year, someone new will just squoosh him
 Because when you sell out to appeal to the masses
 You have to go back and enroll in some classes
 So cash in your check 'cause it's the last one you get
 The tables have turn and now you ain't in effect
 So jet to the rear and you better just follow
 'Cause what's here today maybe gone tomorrow
 Here and gone in a flash, some made cash
 While other suckers go broke real fast
 Some never make any money but still they act funny
 LIke they're thinking they're running
 Things, wearing rings and medallions
 Then listen to their rhymes when we rather take valiums
 'Cause swiftness and skills they are lacking
 So I send them packing, they should have know not to tax in
 And smashing all of the vocals to smithereens
 Watching them collecting themselves 'cause they ?(bitter seen)?
 But some find happiness while others find sorrow
 And what's here today, maybe gone tomorrow