(Def Jef) Somebody leave me by the name I'm able I drop more n***as than a record label You couldn't see me if your TV had cable I got more juice than an orange and in a minute I'm a have it made sk** trade, going through crews Like a phase I hit harder than the news about a d**h in family I keep kickin my sh** as long as my n***as understand me Smash ya Grammy watch em try to ban me Like they ran me outta town n***a You can't stop that sound from the underground Let me educate you when you hear it you learn In other words I'll impregnate you with my lyrical s**m So no matter how far you go away you'll have a piece of me with you, look I drop more j**els than the clumsy I'm off the hook I've never been took or taken bring home the loot Forget the bacon you need to change your shampoo Cause you be flakin one two watcha wanna do If you sneeze before you hit the boom I'll tell your god budda bless you You don't know nuttin about this hear me out The way you wear me out I swear I might as well be an outfit Of course I doubt if you can house it I sit and see what you come out wit Just like I thought, you ain't about sh** You gettin over with tracks them rhymes is wack When you hear me mention R&B, you know I mean "Real Black" Instead of rap, you catchin flack Ain't sayin jack I stay in tack cause that (?) Run not deaf at budda sack and the congac X a contract show me cash no check Forget your A&R man and your record exec Tryin a flex, if I punched you in the ear you couldn't hear a hit They call me Def Jef cause I ain't even tryin ta hear that sh** I seen a rappers career plummet and learn from it Money had it but couldn't hold it he ain't really want it I got covered betta than a jim hat sh** Give me the mic and a gym mat cause I'm about to flip (Voodu) Yo, yo, yo, yo When I walk the night, looking for something to sacrifice My presence is more feared than the Anti-Christ My mental transitions cut like incisions My intellect's deeper than moon ditches I break a n***a down to his blood type device Sliced leaving trails of broken mics So what the f** you wanna do When I begin to construct indestructible Brands of verbal bombardments, I'm the sergeant When my army of words deploy reminds me of the ?law? Bianca murders destroy all in my lane Fom the snows of the Ukraine to the sands of Spain I crumple competition crushin they're outta commission My sh** be switching like s** positions No target missin like James Earl Ray Booth and Oswald I a**a**inate blastin (?) your eye across the walls (?) stalled keep it all in your way Shootin ya down n***as be screamin that's a Western mayday but No ones comin to save yo a**, you stay lost Like Amelia Earheart somewhere in the jungle gra**