[Verse 1] It's the... GMP, ready to kick your a** And doing it lyrically ‘cause my flow is gla** Except unbreakable, this here's educational, cuz Listen clearly and know what I'm capable of I let you burn slow like an inferno This the type of flow that you need to learn though So your nose don't grow like Pinnochio I'm Geppeto to all you hoes, check the flow It's cold as ice, take my advice; better think twice Before you step up to the kid who's as hard as gneiss ‘Cause you'll pay the price for touching the mic device I'll slice-n-dice you with a katana that'll suffice Like I'm Japanese, fake MC's I won't appease I'll have them fall straight to their knees, so please Remember what I said, man, I'll smash something like Redman Off with your head, man, you're a dead man [Verse 2] It's the second verse, almost better than the first You're f'ing with the worst, I'll put your a** in a hearse Get the fact, Jack, that you'll never come back When I launch my lyrical attack, so get the bozack Like EPMD, and so now you see How my deadly lyricism is written to a T Freestyling is too fun, so what'chu gon' do, son? This was but a lyrical warm-up, guess who won?