| Yeah, from New York to Japan my plan will slam | |
| Holding my own up in this piece | |
| DJ Premier and of coarse DJ Honda | |
| Jazzy Jay in the house, check it out | |
| It's goin' on right here, international type vibe | |
| Check the moves kid | |
| I came to get the doe, what you expected | |
| I came to mack the hoes, what you expected | |
| I came to strictly flow, what you expected | |
| Look out, I'm about to blow, hit the exit | |
| Next in command | |
| It's the 5 foot 8 and three quarter warrior | |
| Take a stroll down my corridor | |
| I can effortlessly instantly burn MC's into effergy | |
| It's treachery | |
| 'Cuz my skills have developed | |
| I envelope situations that I'm facin' | |
| Each lacin' and I'm chasin' those the suppose | |
| That their game wasn't so fat | |
| Yeah, right punk you know that, forget the media labels | |
| 'Cuz most of the ducks are fucked up and unstable | |
| Scared of the black stuff but I like to act up | |
| And get real ill 'cuz I'm too hot to chill, stupid | |
| I came to get the doe, what you expected | |
| I came to mack the hoes, what you expected | |
| I came to strictly flow, what you expected | |
| Look out, I'm about to blow, hit the exit | |
| What you expected | |
| Pussy step back, fake jake | |
| I don't get down like that | |
| I kick the facts then I sit and I mack | |
| With a sound like that you a 1000 wack | |
| Get a think link, try to hang | |
| And bang now your head swings | |
| 'Cuz my intellect is universal | |
| For me to do or die with no rehearsal | |
| One verse will take you outta | |
| The weak format and bitch MC's can take a powder | |
| Still you scower and skin your grill up | |
| But you'll be a casualty that got filled up | |
| With my ammo 'cuz I slam your ass to the concrete | |
| You got defeated punk | |
| What you expected | |
| Came to collect my loot, what you expected | |
| I like the girl that's cute, what you expected | |
| Givin' MC's the boot, what you expected | |
| I do my duty, what you expected | |
| What you expected | |
| Five albums deep into this rap game | |
| I slap lame 'cuz straight is my aim as I state my claim | |
| As the Bald Head Pimpsta here to administer | |
| Sinister attacks upon those who lack | |
| Thee ability to finesse the beat vocal techniques | |
| I slam like Dominique | |
| And you know my rhymes are punishin' | |
| Like torture to your structure | |
| Brain cells rupture what you expected | |
| What you expected | |
| I came to get the doe, what you expected | |
| I came to mack the hoes, what you expected | |
| I came to strictly flow, what you expected | |
| Look out, I'm about to blow, hit the exit | |
| Came to collect my loot, what you expected | |
| I like the girl that's cute, what you expected | |
| Givin' MC's the boot, what you expected | |
| I do my duty, what you expected |