| To the rear, you hear | 
| Eardrums drown, the bass pound | 
| Really stupid, we gonna loop this | 
| ? | 
| scoop it, is that we rock it While ducks jock this | 
| Biting and writing and fighting for this | 
| Beats and wax, rhymes are facts | 
| Biting acts | 
| How we did it, for this one, that one | 
| Biters around, check out the sound | 
| In town, to the rhythm that we give 'em | 
| In fact you lack | 
| (Ultramagnetic) skills | 
| 'Cause your record’s no frills | 
| Here’s your bill now ease back | 
| Ease back | 
| (Kool Keith) | 
| I’m back | 
| Back to smack attack | 
| Those who wack and lack my experience | 
| On the microphone holding my own ground | 
| Dominating forces | 
| Change the sources, punks takes losses | 
| Enough cause it’s me on the mic | 
| Feeding on words, small like a nerd | 
| Haven’t you heard this change of rhyme | 
| Continuing the land of time | 
| For my incredible, highly elevated | 
| Smooth in the mind, more sophisicated | 
| Motivated, as I relate it verbal | 
| Dissing a mouse and smacking any gerbel | 
| I bought a Saab, a 1990 Turbo | 
| Shining, fog lights in the front | 
| I’m by myself, no seats for a stunt | 
| 'Cause I want it like that, I got it like that | 
| I have it like, I need it like that | 
| It’s better like that, I made it like that | 
| I bought it like that, I’m living like that | 
| For you wack MC’s | 
| Who go on the mic and blow on the mic | 
| And perpetrate frauds and making mistakes | 
| Like an amateur but I’m a 20 year veteran | 
| And better than, including the rest of them | 
| I chew 'em all and spit out the best of them | 
| One by one, I’m teaching my son | 
| To ease back | 
| Ease back | 
| (Seth G) | 
| What’s up, it’s me again | 
| I’m Seth G wit a funky blend | 
| Of beats and rhymes on time wit my DJ | 
| He’s not weak wit anything he plays | 
| Rocking, slicing, rep is treacherous | 
| Like a professor, he had perfected this | 
| Simple potion, through devotion | 
| Wit his blends, his motions and fastly approaching | 
| Coasting, reaching higher levels | 
| So when you see 'em, you best say hello | 
| I’m a take out a knife, pen and paper and write | 
| A rhyme so dope you can’t think, can’t cope | 
| Ducks, who are you really kidding | 
| You say you’re dope, well you’re admitting | 
| That you can’t compete because you’re rhymes are weak | 
| Full of more nonsense, past tense, incomplete | 
| Weap and learn a new rap style | 
| From Seth G, the wizard of know how | 
| An innovation, elevation, psyching the nation | 
| When I ease back | 
| Ease back |