Verse 1
I do work and I`m workin` it with the will of a warrior
I`ll take on 54 of ya, nah, I`ll even take more of ya
Competition is great, and keeps me in shape
And it`s mentally stimulatin`
Competitors constantly contemplatin` challenge
Champion`s written all on my face
And I`m smirkin`, and lurkin` back in the back
Attacking and hacking and jacking
Smacking up losers that`s lacking
Characteristics of poets, they blow it
Tryna show it, yo if I`m flowin` they know it, so it
Compels me to step and release the rhymes that I kept
In case of an urgent emergency then these words`d be weapons
Any discrepancy heard`ll have to be handled in haste
At any pace when I step in the place, cos I came to do work
Verse 2
Lyrically thorough, I`m from the borough of Manhattan
And when I moved to the Bronx, then I got into rappin`
Funky beats would control me
It`s like the mic would say hold me
I do a solo, me only
I`d be alone but not lonely, cos
Eric would back me
The only track would be doubles
And when the rappers attacked me
They`d end up buried in rubble, cos
We never took losses, opposing forces proceeded
But they retreated, receded, beat it defeated
We did repeat it as needed
Kept `em seated and some felt cheated
Gave `em all second tries and still I superseded
I`m a souped superior subsidiary of soul
I keep the crowd in control, cos I do work
Verse 3
I got a need and it`s bleedin`
Inside of me to say words
Cos it`s my choice and I`m voicin`
Just what I think should be heard
To a sleazy easy goin`
Lazy laid back track
The pace is slow, the bass is low
And yo, I`m ready to go
Do my job, I`m obligated, devoted and dedicated
And loaded and motivated to show that I know the way that it`s
Supposed to be done, that`s why I chose to become
Professional in this profession, droppin` rhymes on drums
It`s automatic that static comes automatically to me
I`ve had it for longest been at it
So call it fad, it doesn`t
Sweat me or get me uncivilized like a savage
I play it civil and give all I got to keep up the image of
Rap cos I happen to be a rapper and poet
Not just rappin` to be rappin` in case you didn`t know it
Here`s the deal, cos I feel
You oughta be up on what`s new
With the rhyme it`s time for me to do work
Cos I got work to do
