What the fuck Niggas stuck I ain’t never give a fuck Killing shit up in the cut Master Lee oh yeah wassup Grand master flash In front of the class Teaching about the past But you niggas ass If I had to ask Who was that on the path So feel the wraith Of a hiphop stash master of the craft You better laugh You never was better I’m getting the cheddar I get off from work and go shoot in the meta Making a verse and making sweater Making the merch and rocking a getup I rock in the ghetto Put the pedal to the metal Keep going never to settle The tea in the kettle Bo staff donotelo I turn you to jello Don’t ever say hello A wonderful fello That came off as mello Until you pushed him and his hair to yellow And got a electric I don’t respect it Making the next hit Take that off the check list I’m getting reckless Don’t need necklace Don’t need a chain I got the chakra up in my brain Writing and down and dropping the flames Don’t sell crack cocaine Smack the game Wit a master Lee hurraine