| Who be first to catch this Beat Down? | 
| My RapPages be The Source | 
| Ego Trip remain victory and no loss | 
| Rap Sheet show you Details of wars in streets | 
| Where the most live catch Vibe and Blaze heat | 
| Double XL kings who rush through got Right On | 
| Quick to Stress ya sound crew to get a mic on | 
| Math lets the plates Spin | 
| Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin, the dawn catch fist | 
| Keep the paper direct wire, see MJ retire | 
| Unlike the story that echoes out from chronic liars | 
| Like those who feast on hogs, eat Murder Dogs | 
| A Village Voice kid with his heart and soul calm | 
| Killa Beez produce the honey that fortify the platinum | 
| Plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them | 
| Thus, street team take shots at criticism | 
| Promotional vehicles wiffin with mad rhythm | 
| With the lockout of one of our Source Sports | 
| We spice the stand and launch the stage on the ball court | 
| During the first half, number one draft | 
| Rap lords swing swords, slam microphone, shatter Billboards | 
| Forty-eight in sight after inhaling the herb | 
| Vision impaired when the silhouette emerged | 
| One nut out the Clan | 
| Get your whole clique banned from radio | 
| PDs cut your raps man | 
| Forcing me to move on from one world to another | 
| On the gulf from the fuel Jet to hover | 
| Take cover wit the radical Urban Latino | 
| No Hip-Hop Connection wit Us and Janet Reno | 
| I do an interview and they aim to trace my Essence | 
| To know more than is necessary blunts your weapon | 
| My group’s Nova, remain unsober | 
| And serve High Times with king cobras | 
| I shoulder low-post MCs, your whole style la feast | 
| Second to get your Word Up then the troops unleash | 
| Creative Loafing to the grand opening | 
| With my ray gun scoping, you’re hoping | 
| Uniforms be fridged when they walk the Black Beat | 
| In the heat of razors exposing fresh meat | 
| In Bedrock and Gambling, Rolling Stone out of zone | 
| Where they can’t monitor my 'xact poem | 
| Collide with the Tiger Beat, Rap et Ragga | 
| Ebony eyes, folks see the saga |