| Lyrics: | It's meant to be evidently
When I rock so eloquently
Put the beat on and let me
Kill
another wack emcee
Can't trust them, never test me
I practice and study
But I'm not in
it for the money
But to me they look so funny
You can't test the teacher
The teacher
won't reach intact
Through the speaker you're weaker, now sit your ass in the back
My
lyrical you hear it, you fear it, you can't get near it
Cause the spirit eat Eric
And Eric
your rhymes is wack
Like that, that, right back
Check it out!
Check it like
this
Just skills You know you gots to build just skills
*A phone is dialed a man says hello
and a woman starts speaking in
Spanish*
You know you gots to build just skills, uh come on
get down
Just skills You know we got to build just skills, come on get down
Yeah, uh
come on
I got that rip track, flip that, underground rap
When I kick back
Most of what
I'm hearin be weak
So I speak through beats and the streets as I teach
I impeach, through
speech, each lyric leech I reach
Have a seat in the lecture
Nothin can protect you
Hard
is the texture
Of the mic wreckin rock in your sector
Better than ever remember I am no
beginner
I like to shout out Eric Skinner
Just skills, you know we gots to build just
skills, come on a get down
Just skills, you know we gots to build just skills, come on a get
down
Yo, we livin in a world of private jets and limousine
The fruit we eatin as we prepare
tangerine to nectarine
See everybody livin in the same routine
We need the telephone, and
yes, we need the fax machine
You listen to the sound, well I think you know it's me
Now, let
me educate you with my concious poetry
Me wa |
