Watch as the room rocks
Mentally moonwalk 
Mixed media slang 
Banging in your boom box verbal violence 
Lyrical stylist 
In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish 
You can't tempt me with rhymes that are empty 
Rapping to a beat doesn't make you an MC 
With your lack of skill and facility 
You're killing me 
And a DJ in the group just for credibility 
I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes 
You're not an emcee if someone else writes your lines 
And rapping over rock doesn't make you a pioneer 
Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years 
But now they're getting randomly mixed and matched up 
All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck 
So how does it stack up? None of it's real 
You want to be an emcee you've got to study the skill 

Who can rock a rhyme like this? 
Bring it to you every time like this? 
Who can rock a rhyme like this? 
Step, step up, step, step up

Who can rock a rhyme like this? 
Bring it to you every time like this? 
Who can rock a rhyme like this? 
Step, step up, step, step up

Yo, peep the style and the kids checking for it 
The number one question is how could you ignore it 
And drop right back in the cut over basement tracks 
Rap stack got you back in the sub black 
Rewind that we just rolling with the rhythm 
Rise from the ashes of stylist division 
With these non-stop lyrics of life living 
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiving 
But in the meantime there are those who wanna talk this and that 
So I suppose that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt 
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt it goes 

Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me 
Told you everything loud and clear 
But nobody's listening 
Called to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me 
Told you everything loud and clear 
But nobody's listening

Watch them flee
 Watch them flee
 Rap up
 Watch them flee
 Hip-Hop hits
 And you do it like this

It’s going down
The rhythm projects ‘round the next sound
Reflects [bad word] hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many [bad word] down
The melting pot of a super-futureesque style [bad word] of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage

It’s going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now [x2]

Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the 10th degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down) [x2]

It’s going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now