[Sampled Intro]

(“Oh yeah”) (“Rock you”)

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”)



[Verse 1]

Boy, you're going crazy, really getting lazy

Rhymes as weak as water, even shorter than the days be

So you on the pop charts, got off to a fast start

Now it's slowing down, homie, show me where is your heart

I want you to battle me but all you do is saddle me

Ride on my bone, and you won't ‘cause you know that'll be

Your crucifixion, my resurrection

Here's my prediction: you need protection



(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”)



[Verse 2]

On and on ‘til your rhymes are gone

We could battle head up without singing a song

We'll just go rhyme for rhyme, you'll run out in due time

And I'll keep going while I'm blowing you, I'm showing you I'm

Your superior ‘cause you're inferior

Jump out of line one more time and I'll bury ya

Say something, I dare ya—matter fact, where are your homeboys?

Bring ‘em on, the more the merrier

I know how to put an end to all of this

Is battle, winner take the money and the loser's gotta quit



(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”)



[Verse 3]

Like you've never been rocked before, I'll make ya sore

Freeze up like an ice cube and never thaw

Until I turn the heat on and once the heat is felt

Like ice, you'll burn twice, you'll do more than melt

Because I'll evaporate you, and consolidate you

With the air, you'll disappear, I'll annihilate you

You might still be living but you feel deceased

You oughta name your next record “Rest in Peace”



[Sampled Chorus]

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Oh yeah”)

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”)

(“Oh yeah”)



[Verse 4]

I got a rhythm to ride, I can feel it inside

Of my bones, I got a jones, I'm the microphone pride of New York

When I talk, other emcees walk

Street critics rave and the ladies hawk

Complements are given ‘cause my rhymes are driven

By a ego that prevents me to bite ‘cause I'm not living like that

I am authentic, like the Titanic

But I'm unsinkable, believe it and then accept that

It's reality, you have no choice

No screaming or yelling, I got a real voice

I'm badder than bad, no reason to get mad

When I pick up the mic, the young boys are had

And I can say what I want ‘cause nothing can be done

‘Cause I don't fear none ‘cause not near one of you

Pussycat candy rap, need to get a jap slap

For saying that bullcrap and trying to call it real rap

Sorry chap, you're just a new jack

Line up at rhyme prison, get in the back

Because I am the leader, the rhyme breather

And, and, you know you need a real leader

To, to, to help you see the way to be the

Man that you really think you are, a superstar

You fall short of that status, and by far

Because supers call me super, and that means superb

Not a nerd using verbs, and I ain't the herb

That's gonna sit back and relax and backtrack while you wack

Boys get paid and parade around stage ‘cause you made

A few hits, now you get do shit like your hits

Forget it! I ain't wit' it

You know I'm the best so admit it

And any rappers out there that don't like what I said

Step forward and I'll put that head to bed



[Sampled Chorus]

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Oh yeah”)

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Rock you”) (“Oh yeah”)

(“Rock you”) (“Rock you”)