[Intro: Jon Murdock]
Jon Murdock!
Yo, break this sh** down for these motherf**ers, yo
[Verse 1: Jon Murdock]
Cut you like surgical position with my burst of wisdom
I'm the fourth, your first dimension here to curse the system
First he kissed him, and second he f**ed him
And at your favorite rapper, this sh** is disgustin'
I'm nicer than all these commercial rap rhymers
Heath Ledger MCs, Brokeback Mountain climbers
A Bentley in a video, a chain and some b**hes clubbin'
Even though the track is wack, all these kids will love it
The sh** we rock, the music is ill
And the MCs that rhyme, they do it with sk**
They do it without or they do it with deals
Put in the work for years and they do it for real
How you feel?
[Hook: Jon Murdock]
Y'all would never know what type of life I lead
The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen
Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams
Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe
[Verse 2: Jon Murdock]
On this mic, you's a wack motherf**er that think he nice
Made a few beats and say you got a deal with Winky Wright
You doing this music, you fluent with acoustics
Pulled two strings and Fruity Loop'd it, you stupid
I can't stand a Stan, I can't stand you, fam
Went to New York to see your b**h, now you mans with Cam
I'm a leader, you's a follower, demolish ya
Sampled Oliver, now the street's should acknowledge ya?
And Lil Wayne's the best? (Yea right) I put these lames to rest
Blaze your chest, put the money up, p**y, place your bets
Hip-Hop's dead as a door nail, I'm more ill
Immune to wack MCs, we at war still
[Hook: Jon Murdock]
'Cause y'all would never know what type of life I lead
The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen
Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams
Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe
[Verse 3: Jon Murdock]
Breathe ether, the beat heat seeker, supreme speaker
Ceremony Master of rhymes, here to teach ya
A backpack of back smack you wack rappers
From now and here after, my presence creates a fear factor
When you see me, you know not to battle me
My lyrical overdose gives you nightmares from shallow sleep
Beneath the surface of gimmicks is my image
A vision that lasts three to five minutes and I'm in it
A 1080p signal is not an equal visual
I'm a million light years away, and that's the minimal
With a collage of adjectives and synonyms
I make the crowds wave back and forth like a pendulum
[Hook: Jon Murdock]
'Cause y'all would never know what type of life I lead
The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen
Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams
Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe
[Outro: Jon Murdock]
Motherf**ers, yeah, Jon Murdock
Vanderslice on the motherf**ing boards
All you wack MCs need to back the f** up
This my time, b**h motherf**ers
You f**ing commercial rap f*ggots
Ain't nothing f**ing with this
Flying Dutchmen, motherf**ers
Never know, never know, never know