[Intro]
Yo (Yeah)
What's good, everybody? (What's good?)
And welcome to hip hop (Thank you)
That real hip-hop (Haha), you know what I'm sayin'? (Yessir)
Yeah (It's Easy Mac, The Ill Spoken shit, you know) Give you a little shit real quick
Ayo (A little bit, just a little bit), look
(Man, this shit cluttered as fuck, dog) Yo (Chill out with that), yo, yo, look, yeah
[Verse 1]
The bigger the dog, the harder the bite
So onto the mic, you startin' the fight
You Superman against my kryptonite
I'm hittin' the pipe, spittin' the fright, sittin' to write, descendant of rap
You need more than an army to watch your back when Mac attacks
I break backs with hate tracks and play cats like eight-tracks
Wack cats get they face slapped ASAP back-to-back (Two)
Crack is wack, so I have to rap, more green than a cabbage patch (Haha)
Extra, extra, read all about it
Hip-hop, you don't stop, what would I be without it? (I don't know)
Your flow's wack, my vocab's as fat as my Dro sack
Wish I could go back to the old days, the golden days
But things don't change, like Biggie said, but nowadays, Biggie's dead
And let me tell you one thing about the industry
They ain't really down with the hip-hop delivery
If all the Christians be havin' their epiphanies, I'll be on the scene like nativity
Literally, epitome, your literacy illiterate
Limited rap syndicate spittin' that rap intricate, finish when rap's listenin' (Damn)
Mac the Magnificent, official the rap citizen
Spittin' that crack into a Mortal Kombat, how I finish 'em
Fatality, you witnessin', reality, I'm missin' it
My distance is unlimited, the sun, I'm runnin' into it (Uh, uh; yeah)
Anti-poetic cats can work like calisthenics
But the authentic demand, the man is winnin' all the penance
It's the championship, so don't plan to be sick (Nope)
At the end of this battle, one man will exist, like Will Smith
And real shit I'll still kick, you'll feel hits like drum and snare (Yep)
So, please, can I bum a square? Breathe deep and watch me inhale
You try and beat me down, but you fail, I prevail
With more bars than a jail cell, haha (Yeah)
[Interlude]
Yo (Ahem), honestly (Let me clear my throat), welcome to hip-hop
For real (Fuck 'em), yo (Yah)
[Verse 2]
Feelin' mysterious like a man who wears a mask
Delirious opponents who'll get struck with [?]
[?] and flames combust as if the air is filled with gas
My rap blast breakin' stereos and [?]
Smack cats if I'm actually a rapper
Leave 'em like the aftermath of natural disasters (Damn)
Impractical, a life of rules, that's why I never pass in school
My tacticals are radical, spittin' only factual
Half a rapper can pack a tool and blast a fool
But only Easy Mac is goin' international (Peace)
I'm back to school, no more pencils, no books
No more teachers with they dirty looks (Yep)
I leave 'em shook (Fuck you)
[Outro]
For all those who didn't know, now you know
Yo, this shit's tic-tac-toe, three in a row, motherfucker, count the dough, haha
Just playin', I don't even know what the fuck that was
