Ahhhhhhhhhh yeah, c'mon now! (3X)
  (repeats in background 2X to fade)
  
  Yo, stop look and heed participate in the reorganizing
  of a lyricist, decide the category I fall into
  When I'm on the venue, I tend to
  serve a delicacy fella peep what's on the menu
  The slept on phenomenon, the mic be in my palm and on
  Many wanna hold me back, cause I'm comin on strong
  subject matters are struck, my imagination
  is wonder, that's underestimated by
  sons of bitch who have power to sign me but
  flaunt it wanted stuff I didn't dig into my findings
  so they're univited
  Tell me do this, do that, do this do that do this
  in order to sell this, you gotta pursue this type of program
  I ain't no mascot for no massa
  Like Mista Slave Driva some odd years ago and yo
  O is not about to be between an imaginary tug-of-war
  Feedin me partk style with bread like a pigeon
  So I say, get your ears ready for creative control
  Cause no one's gonna tell me how to sell out my soul hah (c'mon now)
  Get your ears ready for creative control *ahh yeah's start again for 4X*
  Cause no one's gonna tell me how to sell out my soul, yeah