2007 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 2

[Intro: Phonte]

My man Stat Quo with me, this how it's going down, yo

[Verse 1: Phonte]

Ayo, they thought that I would lose it, thought that I would do wrong

My third time around, they say, "He should find a new charm"

But Tay's unaffected, he chillin', sippin' Oolong Tea

Doin' me, been too strong for too long

On that Mary J. ish, they sayin' he should move on

Can't cut the mustard, can't slice the Poupon

Uh, cut it out, like a coupon

Tay is the truth, I'm livin' proof, like the Group Home

Ain't another team gettin' live enough, arms ain't wide enough

To make the party people jump off the wall

My rhymes for real dudes, 'cause that's who feel dudes

My words heal dudes like it's altar call

And it's time for me to slay these fakes

They could try to remove, but they could never replace

Start tithin', dawg, hit that collection plate

I'm Reverend Tiggallo Dollar, Bishop Tay D. Jakes, let's go

[Verse 2: Stat Quo]

Listen, so many waited on the day of Stat

[?] release what he might say

And how many tracks he got from Em? How many tracks with Dre?

I got rap in my blood, I'm type A

Same people, stand by your side'll stand in your way

Of achievin' your goal and leavin' your soul, keep faith

I took my time to make something incredible, though

Many people from my state try to deny my place

As bein' one of the sickest on this face of the earth

Whatever the case, you starin' at the gates, so welcome

It was fate, I'm destined to be one of the greats

Every label that passed on me done made a mistake

I'm the answer to your prayers, the amazin' grace

Any comparison is embarrassin', go on and hate

I'm in your face, the game's at a standstill

Like a broke treadmill, [?]

[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]

Yo

I [?] and I don't rhyme slow

But tell the women that Kardinal good to go

Buss up your TiVo any time you rewind me

Run my country, that's why Akon signed me

You [?] Kanye or Curtis

And all of them marksmen still can't hurt this

I'ma merk this, MCs flows are worthless

Come see me in the dark, that's where the work is

Yeah, all the shuckin' and jivin' is over

I'm the chosen soldier, cold shoulder

Your home boys told ya, flip your flows

I fold, you can fertilize with the BS they sold ya

I need paper for the style that I loaned ya

Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin' busy, why don't ya?

Weak players in the game steady gettin' over

One of a kind, and Kardi ain't gettin' older