Chorus:
Simon says, put your hand in the air
wave that sh** , like the hair on Rick Flair
Forget tick tock, Just Keep up the moving
Fluctuate like stock, and perpetuate grooving
Verse 1
I'm honing my skills one day at a time
while ya'll stay b*** ing just riding the pine
hard work I always endure
so the line between night and day start to blur
bulking up muscle rhymes are the hussle
meet me at the cypher that's where I tussle
I'm like a shark circling exposing my fin
not attacking quite yet not sure where to begin
I see you perspiring sweet on your skin
I barely scratched the surface while your scraping your bin
You ran outta rhyme style barrow for a little while
now your getting pushed across the grains of a metal file
there's no one to blame but the man in the mirror
plenty of fans of wack rap that don't cheer ya
maybe it's the marketing shouldn't have worn that cardigan
or maybe it's just the rhyme skill your lacking in
Verse 2:
Ut oh It's verse 2 time the bring the hertz through
for infantile emcees out past their curfew
like time and space my words start to bend you
leave you so no one on facebook will friend you
Fricasseed flesh is fresh on the menu
thank the fallen soldiers claimed by the venue
keep my style real while actors pretend to
say your spitting fire but really? are you?
I'm not KRS but still let me teach ya
you gotta work hard to make your goals reach ya
using my rhymes not a belt to beat ya
I studied black lagoon and then I ate the creature
Cannibalistic habits feeding on your blunder
stomach stay growling never satisfy hunger
I'm scanning the field and I'm starting to wonder
If there will ever be a decent meal there among ya
