[Verse 1: Reggie Ruler] It's some Chicago Bears on this beat b**h you wish you found some porridge here sh** is real Keep the 30 on you when performing I been storin up my rhymes, minor hoarding I just wrote a lil' Important sk**s, nah, we're not your ordinary poets Sick as hell I ain't sorta ill Homie i need more than pills Crew eating but a n***a starving I need more than meals It's us against the world again, am I my brother's keeper? Motherf**ers better know the deal Asking me for features You'll be playing games to keep up on the track Bet I beat ya n***as better call the preacher when i rap Yeah, I'm known to k** Ford Taurus lurking down yo block, stop the violence It's a cypher Four n***as searching for a mic to conquer Lord I told 'em we some soldiers here n***a get a me I got the spatch Flippin patties, frying f**ers on the Foreman Grill Gotta make the grit to finally switch the wrist to polar gear It's young karate kid, Vee Miyagi told me, "body sh**" [Verse 2: Vee Miyagi] Feel it If you don't feel it then i ain't did my job If I ain't did it, you didn't hear it all I'm feeling awesome 9 times outta 10 If I ain't spit it that sh** is flawed I hear the playback, chuckling Remember when this was hard? Nah, exactly I was born with a bow attached I stay on top of the rapping They ga**in' you Yes, it's easier to speed when it ain't no traffic Read between the lines My improv is more impressive than your actin' Unscripted, somehow I'm scripting a cla**ic Raise your gla**es for those with they eyes open And new gla**es. a fresh set of contact lens You see me? Tryina bring the indies to the ma**es In my presence, the most ma**ive of a giant seem teeny Got my masters from the OGs Meet the world Kicking knowledge From the other side of the fence like Mr.Feeny It fainted a while ago if you ain't noticed I took it to the center Then gave it a hyper potion Turn Ivo on 'em, fracture ankles with the isomotion I'm in overdrive, you in park I knock you out It's like I'm Sosa This authentic You MCs are divas posing In these streets, you're like a feast for the vultures But I'm more of a lion when approaching you poachers And you're like more of a liar to the culture Mangle you Angles you use, lamer than claimin' you king And battling God with the groove Disobeying my language will you leave you filleted and then chewed Pavin the way for the truth Delaying the lane that you cruise Bane without hiding my face Ain't doing these tricks for the oohs But more just to even the odds