Whatcha' Got

[Intro]

(The first thing I want to say is)

[Verse 1]

I came in the door, 1984

Paint on the wall got chased by the law

Once got stole in the face for the flow

Was never given a zone had to create my own

It's plain as the nose on my face that I place to the stone

Had to stake my claim to the throne

Ain't no mistaken the sacred in his tone

Ali the new name by which greatness is known

Ya'll act like emceeing is a new sport

You're too inexperienced, your teeth are too short

Every culture has a right to passage

You wanna bypass it and sell me your practice

One for the lunch money

I dont run from you punch-drunk dummies I invite ya'll to come for me

I set up shop hungry when it wasn't sunny

I'll be here long after ya'll are done humpin'

Talk to me when you've done something

Other than swing back n' forth from hating to nut hugging

Know all criticism isn't constructive

Some need to be destructed your done with

And either you retire to the sidelines

Or imbrace this timeless grind with your eyes wide open

Cause you gonna have to earn them accolades

A-N-T gon take you all back to phase one

[Hook 1]

Yes Yes ya'll you dont stop

Now come alive A-N-T and give me what you got

Brother Ali rock shock the house we most definitely

We bout to turn shit out ya'll

A yes yes ya'll and you dont dare stop

Well come alive A-N-T and give me what you got

Brother Ali rock shocking the house we most definitely

(The way I feel now I just got to rock)

[Verse 2]

Ya'll ain't heard nothing I gave you your first lesson

For what you're discussin' over the percussion

You'll never compare to me you a parrot parody

Repeating what you hear fly through the airwaves carelessly

The meaning gets lost in translation

You're a copy of the authors first page

Counterfeit money, only get it in small denominations

You'll never be prominent - face it you're imitation

Equal, saccharin, cheap ass generic aspirin

Fructose corn syrup similac and shit

We used to distribute our music ourselves

Our records shouldn't even be held on the same shelve

Its bad enough they put ya'll with rock the bells

Cliche' the culture we're blessed to be involved in it

Ya'll are sqaundering it don't even think for a minute bout pushing limits

You just see a pond to fish in

And you will get strangled by your lines

Whether your angling or saying ryhmes in due time

Send your dudes back to shoe shines and clipping coupons

Fuck you and fuck the lighter you open your brew on

You slither out from under a rock

And then present yourself for something you not the brother you jock

Tried true hip hop customs forgot

I'm swinging on the first biting mother fucker I spot

Why the fuck not I would love nothing more than to bust your body blood clot

Spot

Three things I got I love'em alot

And do anything to protect them from the vultures that plot

Hover above em' and flock

You mother fuckers better not

[Hook 2]

Yes Yes ya'll you dont dare stop

Now come alive A-N-T and give me what you got!

Brother Ali rock shock the house

Most definitely we gon turn shit out ya'll

Yes yes ya'll and you dont dare stop

Well come alive A-N-T and give me what you got!

Brother Ali rock shock the house

Most definitely we bout turn shit out ya'll

[Verse 3]

The champion is back with his man again

Crack the book open and fill another chapter in

And we just won't stop

Come alive Rhymesayer give me whatcha got

[Scratching til fade: 'the way I feel now I just got to rock']