Try to answer to the master or the MC rap God is no joke
On the lyric, its hard to be modest I knew I was the man with the master plan
To make you wiggle and jiggle, like gelatin Just think while I sink, into the brain structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, something might rupture I don't take time for me to blow your mind Take a second to wreck it because you're dumb and blind
So just lounge, cause you're a MC clown Go join the circus, EPMD in town Total chaos, no mass confusion Rhymes so hypnotizing known to cause an illusion Like a magician, who pulls a rabbit out a hat, son I pull them all like a .44 magnum MC freeze stop look and listen, and try to imagine Its traveling the speed of light, but everything's motion Is frightening, plus the thought you alone You now enter dimension, called the twilight zone You're terrified, plus you cant bear the thought You and I one-on-one, in the land of the lost You start to shiver, but then you scream, my friend Yo wake up muttley, because you're dreaming again But next time I'm on the scene, do not try to diss us Keep your mouth shut sucker duck, because I'm strictly business This is the rap season, where the e starts pleasing Girls around the world no need to be skeezing When I roll I stroll, cool always pack a tool Just in case, a brother acts a fool Ive got the energy, to put the girls in the frenzy Put it in shock when I rock, give it up I'm not stingy Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance floor (get busy, boy) like you never saw before Rhyme flow, good to go, after the show, Ill pull your hoe, boy
Design: Gilles Poplin, Jean-Baptiste Levée. Team: Maxime Fittes.