I lyrically bound stand my ground with a mix on my right arm ready to impound any brother that wishes to speed by waving your signs just to say hi all these wannabes make me sick cos they try to testify well I deny access to my tireless training on the stage my energy is draining All the methodical fools using tools screaming they lay the law And the rules yet they need mad practice track this I drop knowledge in a rage like an angry sage confusing mcs forcing fakers to turn the page I been in prison since the age of juvenile kicking continuous beat And fat style now you is in hells court time for you to be tested and bested like me before I was arrested so if you come up in my face threatining to splatter my brains All over the place remember this I lyrically bound stand my mother fucking ground !