[Verse 1] Maybe y'all MC's should stop hitting the trees Trying to sound deep with some kiddie pool journalese Step aside for the modern day Socrates Kick it like soccer teams, then I'm copping your self esteem Now your engine's spent and the sh**'s on E So ga**ed up, you got pa**ed up so quickly And I spit this sh** so sickly Like phlegm in my throat, when you quote me get tissue please Now I knows that you cats blow like subwoofer Scottie Pippen of spitting, you b**hes Jud Buechler Sub pusher with beats I construct from sugar 'Cause the levels sound sweeter than diabetes blood sugar You say I'm talking sh**, well kid you full of it I'm just showing my trigger without pulling it You on the list so desist 'cause my points bulleted Stakes so high, they want beef but I ain't bullying [Verse 2] I've been lazing, complacent and dazing for just too long Sitting in my room and just brooding, stewing like Tuscon Listening to tunes like "how they putting these dudes on?" Now I'm spreading wealth with no help like Hue Long Zebra with ideas, I'm earning stripes with these new songs Refereeing MC's and I'm handing out T's like oolong Ooh god, dudes endangered like some dugong Or manatees, don't be mad at me, I'm just too strong With the bars and y'all was sleeping like futon Ooh lord, now you waking to a new dawn Dudes salty like croutons, save it like some coupons Poof f**er now you gone, now you gone Go and get a new job, lock dudes out the game with no key fob Going over your head like a hijab But I slam cats on mats like Ern Ladd All you funny type rappers sail off like Sinbad, god damn [Hook] (x2) It's a shakedown, the light's getting held up To the bullsh** that's been swept under the Rug and now the veil has been lifted And through the dirt we gon' get to sifting [Verse 3] Houdini when you see me, rappers disappear Mussolini run the country in his private lear Guiliani in his cabinet like a souvenir Should I become a addict, sip up on another beer? Hide up in a attic, crypt or vault or stratosphere? Naw, f** the panic, coming manic at your inner ear If you can't stand the f**ing static, come and mingle here We making magic, pulling rabbits out of hats in here 'Cause it's our job to talk this shop about what's happening here Under the guise of groovy booty moving raps adhered To all my people feeling unfeeling and domineered We tearing roofs up off the ceilings and won't let the fear Win out, when in doubt, pull the pin out like a bombardier Try to hold us down, we will not drown, we persevere And ain't no bogus clown be shutting down this hemisphere 'Cause if this ship gon' sink you best believe we mutineers [Hook] (x2) It's a shakedown, the light's getting held up To the bullsh** that's been swept under the Rug and now the veil has been lifted And through the dirt we gon' get to sifting [Coda] (x2) I don't know why things are the way That they are but I just know that We have to be more than we have Ever been before this moment