My raps are homicide raps are clear like crystal
Never packed a pistol well I used it ain't the issue
And if you insist to test us trust me
We're official a bite proof style you can't get through
New shit was real from day one
Say one verse then I burst with the love so I can slay hon
Ain't none that's the answer on who's better
Want more cheese than cheddar soon to breeze like the weather
My companion is standing on non-believers
With mics you can't test me, you lose against the SP
Blacker than Wesley, almost perfect like Gretzky
You supposed to be the best? Step up, let's see
Check one two, that means I'm coming, too
But in my song, if I say "Peace, I'm gone" that means I'm through
Monster, will stomp ya, til you suffocate
Turn read, now dead is your mental state
If you didn't know before, guess you know now!
(It's Show & A.G. and this is how it's going down) (Repeat 2x)
It's the A to the G-I, still with Show B-I
I can't see why you're trying to play me when you're knee-high
To a giant, moneygrip, you don't know me
Try my like Opie, cause I'm low key
With the spotlight I'm not concerned
You can ask Guru and Primo cause we know it's "Hard to Earn"
Spo burn, baby, burn
It's the year of the only little big man, so wait your turn
Who can get with the man with no gimmicks?
Got the mad team like the '96 Olympics
I used to wish chicks would notice me
They be scheming, got them bitches fiending just like Jodeci
Hopelessly, cause the dialouge is tight
I rip it and split, never hog the mic
Write with my brain cells, not a pencil
Can't survive what I've been through, or rent space in
