Eric B. - No Competition lyrics

[Verse 1] Competition is none I remain at the top like the sun And I burn whoever come in the chambers of torture I caught ya You should have brought ya Neighborhood to support ya No one in my path can withstand Under pressure the wrath of a swift man You name the day, the grounds could be neutral Speak your piece, the feeling's mutual We can go topic from topic whenever I drop it Try to stop it In other words, what the brother heard He tried to catch it, but what occurred Was too much weight for one brain to take Try to concentrate maintain then elevate From gram to ounce from pound to pound The matter of weight can't hold my mind down Permanent damage, I do away with No time for fun, cause I don't play with competitors It's only one when I'm done Competition is none It's no competition [Verse 2] Competition is none I'm the sole survivor, emcees get live but I get live-r It ain't a Memorex, live in concert In every network, the R's the expert Whoever goes against causes friction Introduction, music, where's the mixing Ra will never die, soon they'll never try To beat or defeat me because whenever I Put poetry in motion From the Nile, then out to the ocean Three-fourths of water makes seven seas A third of land, 360 degrees I circulate and remain to rotate Seven days a week at a quick or a slow rate Be prepared whenever I come Competition is none It's no competition [Verse 3] Creator, the alpha. Bet. Let's communicate When I translate, the situation's straight No dictionary's necessary to use Big words do nothing but confuse and illuse From the first step, my concept is kept To the end of the rhyme, it get more in-depth All thoughts I come across, my mind's the source Made by the R, of course Seven holes in my face as I'm looking out my window Speak with the beat and it seems like the wind blows Through the speakers, I hear it so pump this And we can fill up the whole circumference With competition, on an impossible mission Coming up with nothing, keep fishing No runner up, just lost or forfeits They all get bu*terflies, soon as the door gets Unlocked, lines for blocks and blocks Might be trifling, to call the cops Bring along paramedics But that won't help you, not even calisthenics I'm God, G is the seventh letter made Raining on rappers, it's no parade So if you ain't wise, then don't even come Competition for this and the mixin is none It's...no competition Competition is none!