Observations

"I observe things

Observe and learn, my friend, observe and learn..."

[Intro-Hook]

I observe (check it)

Whats ya name? (Whats ya name?)

The Masta (The Masta, check it out)

I observe (check it)

Whats my name?

The Masta, Ace Coming through, represent

I observe...

[Verse 1: Masta Ace]

Im bout to teach these niggas a lesson

Cause they don't know who they be testing

Sit em down, make em sign a confession

Ask em a question, give em the answer

They still guessin'

Who the boss that nail MC's

To the cross

With no remorse

And never been on the front of the source

I send rappers of all grades

Into a small rage on stage

There's no such thing as the wrong age

I want a house with short butlers and tall maids with long braids

I can rhyme till the song fades

Listen, I say these lyrics, make them spread like rabies, gotta play these

Rappers like newborn babies

Young cats rapping bout a Mercedes, getting cash and ladies

Lotta old cats, still in the 80's

Or someway in between, I gleam and ignite the whole scene

Hip Hops lost, or so it seem

But I just keep the faith

And wait to set it off like strafe

These niggas weep, like the first to the eighth, ey yo

[Hook]

I observe (check it)

Whats ya name? (Whats ya name?)

The Masta (The Masta, check it out)

I observe (check it)

Whats my name?

The Masta, Ace Coming through, represent

I observe...

[Verse 2: Masta Ace]

I run these streets like a steeplechase

Gimme some space

Get out my face

Stay in your place

Look at them followin'

These drugs scholars tryina holla

Cartier watches for forty dollars

I'm a swift mover

I maneuver these evil streets like Krueger

To show these cats, that I'm a cougar

Why young girls who I pass

Shaking they ass

Instead of studying for that Algebra class they can't pass

Its hypocritic, but if I was eighteen

And they was with it, all things considered

I'd try to hit it

See, raps full of contradiction

Full of beef and friction

And half of these albums out, is fiction

I know it sounds controversial

But It goes for everything

From underground to the most commercial

Down to the independents that sell hundreds

Next year, I turn the tables like twelve hundreds

It's funny how money change the situation

Stagnation, no creation, my observation (Yo)

[Hook]

I observe (check it)

Whats ya name? (Whats ya name?)

The Masta (The Masta, check it out)

I observe (check it)

Whats my name?

The Masta, Ace Coming through, represent

I observe...

[Verse 3: Apocalypse]

See, I don't play many shades of Sheisty

Dirty hearts on the paper chase

Relate to being grimy

Since my life genesis

I had nothing but bruise memories

Whatever reality was sending me

Like the evils got plans of ending me

Stuck in a square

Hittin' four corners many times

Goin' nowhere

People half moon, wishing for light

Stressed the wrong, going way left

So fuck right

As long as I'm ducking at gun fights

I'll be alright

Streets literate, but home trin

Got me holdin' my head

Being considerate

Living off the laws of the land, survivin'

In this life thing, I ride shotgun with guard driving

Spit well because I'm starving

So pardon

Chasing dough like forbidden fruit

Rooted in the Eden Garden

Trying not to get bit by the snake

You know the game

Cats'll keep bending you till you break

So watch the jig

[Outro]

I observe (check it)

Whats my name? (Whats my name?)

The Masta, Ace coming through, represent

I observe (check it)

Whats my name?

The Masta, represent...