{Verse}
Now I don't act fabulous that Juvenile
It's Ludicrous for you to bite my style
Hip-hop is MC Lite on some Sugar Hill "Rapper's Delight"
And yo they can’t rhyme right
I get Redman to escape the fake
'Cause Lord have mercy, I need a canibus break
A biggie, a big L, a funk doobie
I’m on a Black Moon in a Scientific movie
You need Special Ed and a q-tip
So you can hear and understand every rhyme that I rip
My name's Tom Dice not Charlie Brown
A leader of the new but I been around
So stay out my biz mark you must be a snoop
You must be on cane or a fat man scoop
So if you gonna bite you better rob swift
For I change up my style and write in hieroglyphs
You can scratch the source or XXL
But I don’t vibe with a girl that’ll kiss and tell
The microphone fiend but I’m not the master
Known to make Russel run a little faster
{Outro}
And it don't stop
To the-, to the-, to the-, to the-, to the-
To the break of dawn
And I'm out
Peace to Jumpsteady, Phantom
Nubian Nut, Nut, Nut
My man Al Mac
Anybody who {?sold?} me over the years
Hold it down