GangStarr - Ma** Appeal lyrics

No way you'll never make it Come with the weak sh**, I break kids Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some a** A lot of rappers be like one time wonders Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under Their noses, I hate those motherf**in posers But I'm so real to them it's scary And with my unique sk**s nag you can't compare me And no we don't make wack tracks and all the s**ers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts I represent set up sh** like a tent boy You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal Maybe your soul you'd sell to have ma** appeal Oh yes I'm greater than all MC's when I breeeze give me room please I be like fascinatin when I be updatin Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards I thump hard, and mak eem say that I'm God n***az be pretendin they hardcore Never know the meaning of [real hardcore] But I get props like a slogan and no man Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking No double checking vocals k** like weapons But if I have to I go all out with no mic Yeah that's right cause I survived mad fights And for my peeps I truly care Cause without some of them I wouldn't be here And they all know how I feel Cause s**ers be like playin themselves to have ma** appeal I know I'm dope but don't wet that I've suffered setbacks but now I'm makin greenbacks Just like baggy slacks I'm crazy hip-hop Check one two and you don't stop Your head'll bop when I drop my crop of pure bomb, just like the seashore I'm calm But wild, with my monotone style Because I don't need gimmicks Gimme a fly beat and I'm all in it Word is bond I go on and on For you it's tragic I got magic like wands So I'ma end this lecture and I betcha Those who kick dirt and do time I'm gonna get cha Cause I be kickin the real While they be losin the race tryin to chase ma** appeal