Akrobatik - Internet MC's lyrics

Yo yo yo yo yo What's the pa**word.. pa**word.. Yo yo yo You know the pa**word.. pa**word.. I know it, pa**word is +Detonator+ Let me type it in real quick: "Welcome!" Aight, let's check this: "You've got mail!" Word up, bust it [Verse One] The internet's your medium of choice cause nobody really wants to hear your corny a** voice You ain't a MC just because you could type On the mic in real life your a**'ll get sniped You a man with a mouse who can't rock the house Jerkin off to gay p**n while wearin your girl's blouse You know you never seen no real life fame So you're lookin for some recognition through a screen name (No doubt) No threat, y'all ain't the pro set Rappin ten years and not a paid show yet I love to get online and shine and drop bombs but my music can be found on more than dot coms (word up) Your website gets a whole lot of hits (right) but in the real world son you ain't sayin sh** Cats run they mouth on AOL but everytime they drop a twelve inch, they don't sell You love the anonymnity, you hide behind the shadow Always tryin to get someone to chatroom battle Cryin cause heads only rhyme one syllable Who made the rule you gotta use every millisec because it's fillable? I'ma snatch your webmaster, break both his legs Post it on your site, format it as .jpeg's Rip you on your own site and sign your guestbook then go into your chatroom and leave the rec shook What percent of these rappers can compete? (Nil) Reboot they whole sh**, control-alt-delete Yo, you can have a PC and a Mac but you internet MC's can't see AK {*vocal scratching*} If a rapper try to diss.. wh-wh-when you online I ahh I ahh crush the motherf**er Rapper try to diss.. wh-eh-wh-eh-wh-eh-when you online Ahh ahh ahh I crush the motherf**er [Verse Two] Carpal tunnel syndrome, can't make a fist I rip every MC on your buddy list Show the light to you so bright that your eyesight fail Now you doin all your correspondence through eBraile Cats get online and start all types of static But heads without computers know wha**up with Akrobatik (true dat) cause I rock real mics in real life Rip real crowds, real shows, real cyphz Plus your anonymous gab, it don't bother me I don't give a f** if you got AOL or Prodigy Your crew screams that you the illest of all time when your only fans are all your nerdy friends that rhyme And even if you was nice, no one'll ever hear cause you in front the keyboard too much to develop your career (Say word) And half of y'all is just teenagers You don't know jack about what rippin up the stage is So I'ma get a crew of online MC pirates (right) Infect all your computers with a flesh-eatin virus (uh-huh) Chew up all your fingers so you can no longer type (say what?) then expose your lack of flow when you approach the open mic So internet MC's, heed my advice Online keystyles don't make you nice Bring it to the streets and start to rabble rousin Sincerely yours, Akro 2000 What percent of these rappers can compete? (Nil) Reboot they whole sh**, control-alt-delete Yo, you can have a PC and a Mac but you internet MC's can't see AK {*vocal scratching*} If a rapper try to diss.. wh-wh-when you online I ahh I ahh crush the motherf**er Rapper try to diss.. wh-eh-wh-eh-wh-eh-when you online Ahh ahh cru-cru-cru-cru-crush the motherf**er {*continue scratching "crush the motherf**er"*} [AOL] Goodbye!