And - Heiruspecs

In the end you’ll find there’s nothing wrong

You just listen a bit too close

You got too comfortable

You know who hits the most

Without a doubt in any city anywhere we rip it live

See if you can ride

I do provide a service

You can tell me if it’s worth it

Step on stage and rookie MCs get nervous

Rhythm always perfect man we never really had a choice

Solid foundation

For voice

Keep it moist it’s always been a dream

We’ve been thrown more curves than a formula one team

Consistently stiffing competition

On a mission rock blowing up spots

Record sales

Dick size

Marketing

Beef

Underground mainstream

All comic relief

Yo the platinum holes all up in the ride

You still get criticized

Try to make myself wise to the process

Slide through the movements

Glide through the nonsense

Make the improvements

Check myself harder than an NHL game

I’m not hotter than flame

But at the same time who the hell are you

I’m not the best at what i do but its cool

Hip hop’s without a rule book but yo it’s got rules

This shit’s not for fools

Consult a user guide when you decide to use a mic

It’s suicide to do otherwise since you be stupefied

And dumbfounded without no doubt so don’t speak you’re so weak

Go home, b

You’re like phone beep pecking that shit don’t hurt

I can break you style down man that shit don’t work

You can say that we’re some jerks and know thats its true

But we’re better than you

No can do i told you that crew would go back through

The looking glass booking fast

With no damn clue

They be so scared and unprepared

For tongue flaring affairs

I won fair and square

I’d lead them where but only cause they’re scared and unprepared

I season then with brick because they’re softer than some teddy bears

Wheres your flare one to the next they all the sound the same

We represent change