Droppin' Em

[Intro]

Just like Paul Lynde, you're all in...

[Verse 1]

Brace yourself, I'm the ace with grace

I'm a win the race and make you feel disgrace

In any case, yo, I'm movin like a steeplechase

MC soldiers: about face

Now step off, I need room for my takeoff

My custom made lyrics slay, yours are soft

I think you better tape this, yo, you can't escape this

Yo, I planned it out just like a landscapist

Whipper-snapper back up for comin' crap up

I plan to trap a MC and kidnap a phony

So skip the baloney

You and your cronies need to jump on a pony

And roll, cause you're just a rookie

When it was time for rap school, you must have played hooky

I'm the show-stopper, your rhymes are improper

I'ma teach you like the master taught the grasshopper

Just gettin warmer, I'm a transform a

Regular rhyme into a barnstormer

Try to jump, I'll pump you, chump, my job is thorough

Any MC, state, city or borough will get ragged

I drop like a sandbag

Serious as the mob, I don't play tag

Best of the batch, no man can catch up

Holes can't be patched, our battle's a mismatch

I flip lyrics like a acrobat

And avoid combat like a diplomat

But when it's time for back-crack, or Jack to kill

It's a thrill to drill, a run-of-the-mill bill

With my skill, I'm the lord of rhymes

And I be writing at a rapid pace way past my bedtime

I rock the mic unlike some brothers I know

I guess they flow, PSYCH!

[Hook]

I'm droppin 'em

Droppin 'em

[Verse 2]

Yo, you're all in, stiff as a mannequin

I'm sharp as a pin, and I'ma teach discipline

I get busy like it's two of me

Evidently, I'm hated by a few MCs

But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax

And take the crowd to the climax

Yo, Cool J, I never go astray

I'm funky, you can hear me at the Milky Way

You're weak, wet grass, I'm cool as jazz

Got razamatazz, ask my man Shabazz

I know you're afraid because I'm self-made

I invade, and blow up like a hand grenade

MCs are terrorstruck, I'ma run amok

Cause your rhymes suck, you made a record on potluck

Just a toyboy, can't stop my convoy

Rhymes I said last year were just decoys

I'm like a fox, you annoy me like chicken pox

I'm back with a style that's unorthodox

You must've had a teaspoon full of bull

I'm like The Hulk, with more bulk, I'm powerful

They try to get with this, to me that's an insult

Boys shouldn't mess with an adult, that's too difficult

I enter like a giant saying "fee fi foe fum"

Then rock the auditorium until there's pandemonium

[Hook]

I'm droppin 'em

Yo, E!

Droppin 'em

[Verse 3]

Don't sleep, cause I'ma go deeper

All you sleepers, I'm the Grim Reaper

My rhymes are rising, the angle's getting steeper

I hated Mussolini, Martini so I'ma sweep a

Emcee, like he's one of the two

Rip him into fragments right in front of you

Mic check, one, two, is too fundamental

My rhymes are monumental over an instrumental

In the center, I had to enter

Tormentor, mentor, experimenter and inventor

Of lyrics, so all you nonbelievers

It'll echo in your dreams at night when you receive a

Rude awakening, you can't do anything

You enter my kingdom and you cry as men bring

Gifts to the prince of excellence and magnificence

Alarm clock rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

That the crew invader, soloist exterminator

Greater evader of ducks, concert crusader

Is bad, my nickname's the circuit breaker

Eating up the world, acre by acre

[Hook]

I'm droppin 'em

Word to motha

Droppin 'em

KnowhatI'msayin? Straight 'til 1999, droppin' 'em!

Yo, year 2000, yaknahmsayin?

I'm outty man

Yo, I'm droppin' 'em