[Intro] Check it out, here we go One, one two Dominion... Pack FM The name is Mecc And your boy Substantial QN5 Music Try'na take our place [PackFM] Yo, sometimes I feel like I just rap for the f** of it The fact is, I must, despite the lack of the luck Cause if I threw it all away it'd come back, and I'm stuck with it The love of my life but she act like a f**in' b**h The game's on some s**er sh**. Everybody know it is So cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it I walk across to snap the props I know I'm supposed to get For quotes I'm the poster kid, for dope, I'm as close it gets I don't sit with the cool kids, I'm antisocial The thin line between retro and old school This is fresh, authentic, validated, certified Satisfaction guaranteed, every track is murdered by No other. That's word to my mother's Second cousin's brother's next door neighbor's butler I'm a do-or-die hustler and a stupid fly brother Known to crucify s**ers, So just move aside, busta You ain't QN5? f** ya I'm driven without a chauffeur, I want it I go for broke I'll snatch the pennies out your loafers, n***a, what I'm a winner without a coach in my corner Go toe-to-toe if you wanna but we all know where you ended Up [Hook 2x] They wanna take our place? Try if you wanna We'll break your face, get the f** up out of here Y'all ain't rappers, Y'all ain't MCs Not even hip-hop. You serious? b**h, please [Substantial] Ain't a rapper you can think of I can't outshine How the f** they get fans when they cannot rhyme? I stay with standout lines, and I'll knock your a** out Now look me in the face and tell me am I lyin'? I emanate power, eliminate cowards Show 'em how men rhyme, it's in my enzymes Original man the lyrical Stan gets mine Cripple your fam and pitiful plan in time Start running when I'm coming you hear wind chimes You folks tryin'a run up an icy incline You slippin'. Running your mouth, but who listens? I make heat, pick up my album, use mittens Why burn it? My studio's next to my furnace You must be Frivolous. Hi, I'm Ernest Or you can call me Frank, I don't front on my backers Think we the same, you a f**in' lie, slacker! [Hook 2x] [Mecca] The child abuser is back from manhandling kids! Ain't do your homework, now daddy gotta handle his biz Throwing grands on your wrist? Grandstanding but a hand cannon Throw polka dots in tan phantoms. Last man standing Satellite fly, tight as pants on reggae dancers First question got you n***as faking answers How many of y'all is cancers? Barrel craft, sour-a** n******gs You's a f**ing joke, hope you choke and take your raps with ya I don't get ya. Too busy skipping through your DVD looking for strippers f** video, you ain't getting the picture Can't take the place of the Face-Breaker, you stupid? You paint a pretty picture but weakness bleeds through it You almost got a label to put some G's to it But as soon as they said you're the bomb, your team blew it Talk sh**, then regret it Meanwhile, it's fact because I said it When my nuts hang, my pants look pregnant