313 (feat. Eye-Kyu)

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[Eye-Kyu:]

 Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 

None of these skills you bout to see come free 

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me 

If you ever wanna be one see 

 [Eminem:]

 Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 

None of these skills you bout to see come free 

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me 

If you ever wanna be one see 

[Verse 1: Eye-Kyu] 

Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right 

I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime 

My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats 

Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets 

Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness 

With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with thisI got more 

Different Strokes than Philip Drummound 

On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)

 We elevated to new heights premeditated 

Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it 

The escalated can be put to the test of greatness 

Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it 

So I take it that's the reason I'm hated 

To represent my temperament 

If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impotent 

But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) 

Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)

 Everything that you collaborate I lacerate 

My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate 

At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate 

I blasterate, and have you all running master gates 

And as for face clutching and touching the flows 

I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose 

Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science 

Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance 

Defiance, no we won't have that 

You want your shit to blow up? 

Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack 

And blast that shit to kingdom come 

Then bring them some of this real hip-hopI drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about 

And you all knew from Meeko 

That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno 

So stop that bullshit and flow 

Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know 

 [Chorus: Eminem] 

So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 

None of these skills you bout to see come free 

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me 

If you ever wanna be one see 

 [Eye-Kyu:] 

Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 

None of these skills you bout to see come free 

So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta become me 

If you ever wanna be one see 

 [Verse 2: Eminem] 

So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313 

You don't know shit so when you see one flee 

You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC 

I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T 

I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot 

I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott 

Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me 

I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory 

It's either them or me man, kill or be killed 

You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed 

My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity 

I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty 

If he's acting soft and he cowers 

He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers 

You flowers got no clout with a thing 

You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang 

I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's 

Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with easeDethrone MC's and I'ma max alone 

Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone 

So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks 

I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocksI'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers 

You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed theirfingers 

But you can bring yours let's see what you got 

But don't front and never try to be what you're not 

Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back

 And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack 

 [Chorus: Eye-Kyu] 

So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313

 None of these skills you just seen come free 

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become

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