I paid every dudes dues and I paid my don't's.
I paid peter for his pickled peppers, peters pushing coke.
I paid the pied piper, he was just another bloke.
He was just another beggar and his pipe was just for smoke.
I have happily and massively, paid 2 dues drastically.
It has to be that after 3 I'm finishing fantastically.
Alas you see, since 93, the world has not been nice to me.
I'll pay my dues no matter what the cost so what's the price to be?
I am possibly atomically the doc of proper mockery.
Taking the scrapings of barrels there's not a lot for me.
No matter what I got its my shot to drop a lot of beats.
I come too far to stop im too hot to let you copy me.
When is it my turn to earn and start making.
A taking of what I have sown, I've been patient.
I'll ace it, face it, you won't see me fake it.
I paid my crews dues because I know I can make it.
It’s past your bedtime, get to bed.
You can’t spit, you swallow instead.
If I was black I’d say that I’m boying you.
You come when there’s a boy in you.
You got no rhymes ‘cos boy you’re new.
I never get sick of destroying you.
You’re on the laptop like “Microsoft Word”
I got girls on top with “My clothes off WERD!”
Your d*ck is Micro and Soft.
You’re at the YMCA with your pants off.
Okay, lets get real.
Still I’m ill I got skill.
My invisible lyrical miracles have you hysterical.
I’m the pinnacle of invincible principles I’m cynical.
I’m terrible, without a killable syllable.
You tremble under my conical chemicals I’m unforgettable.
I can stop you. I’ll drop you.
You forgot that I’m hot and I’ll rock you.
You think that you’re hot but your not dude.
Whatever you got I can top you.
I’m ill; you’re just under the weather.
You can physically hit me? But lyrically never!