[ VERSE 1 ] This is a monster jam I'm a vet, yet I never been in Vietnam But come to think of who I am It's not amazing that you're praising all the lyrics I flam When I'm bustin a discussion to the percussion I leave it to the Flatbush Crew to do the rushin Cause I'm kinda laid back, MC's please stay back If you try to riff, you'll be stiff on the way back Home, inside a box with bottles and rocks I know the time, you know why? because I got nuff clocks In my house, always like to know the time of the day Take a shower every hour to be sure that I stay Fresh and never less, because I don't like germs On the mic I like to psyche by usin phrases and terms That only I could begin to comprehend And understand how I use and choose the lyrics that blend
Monster Jam This is a monster jam
[ VERSE 2 ] I got the dope hype--type style Try to bite, we might fight and you will not smile Cause I'ma damage and ravage, you are a savage I'ma choke your mediocre, novice, average Ass into a pulp, then I'ma gulp ya up >From out a cup and leave you without a hope I'm only dope, yo, I'm just provokin your brain I like to tease, I like to skeeze, I got a brother named Wayne And I'm a Taurus, I brush my teeth and also use ??? I'm a king, I like to sing, I got a choir and a chorus I was born on the 16th of May You do not have to know the year, just be concerned you hear the day So you can bring me my crown and then king me Rejoice to the choice voice, then sing me A song, make it long, so that I can hear The praise for days and days and days to the next year
[ VERSE 3 ] I'm a special professional, my kind is ??? The rhymes are so precise just to the fraction of a decimal Rhyme, so sensational, I'm very educational This is a presentation, I guess it's presentational Yo, I'm Special Ed, I get the bread, I get the cash Don't steal, I make it, try to take it, get bashed I am protective and selective when I choose my rhymes Unlike the other MC's I make g's, not dimes I got a rhyme to keep you rockin all the time Like I said I'm Special Ed, if you don't like it - the heck Cause I'm a slow pace, never race, never smoke the crack base >From the pipe or the wooler, not a fool, much cooler Not dunce, smoked once, never ever choked once Look good, dress fly, love ??? apple pie
Compositores: Edward K Archer (Archer Edward), Howard A. Thompson ECAD: Obra #6326291