Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to [bad word] free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta [bad word] me
If you ever wanna be one see

Eminem: Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to [bad word] free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better [bad word] me
If you ever wanna be one see

Verse 1: Eye-Kyu
Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right 
I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick [bad word] 
With the mic I'm like a [bad word]  can't no [bad word] [bad word] with this
I got more Different Strokes than Philip [bad word] 
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my [bad word]  [bad word] 
We elevated to new heights premeditated 
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
To represent my temperment
If rap was a [bad word] all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you collaborate I lacerate 
My rhymes they [bad word] like nympho maniacs that [bad word] 
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your [bad word] to hate
I blasterate, and have you [bad word] master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that [bad word] down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance 
Defiance, no we won't have that
You want your [bad word] to blow up?
Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your [bad word] crack 
And blast that [bad word] to [bad word] 
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop 
I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about
And you all knew from Meeko
That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno
So stop that [bad word] and flow
Yo, you need [bad word] with the real skills, and act like you know

 [bad word]  Eminem
So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to [bad word] free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better [bad word] me
If you ever wanna be one see

Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to [bad word] free
So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta [bad word] me
If you ever wanna be one see

Verse 2: Eminem
So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
You don't know [bad word] so when you see one flee
You can [bad word] D, you'll never beat the MC
I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
Your [bad word] forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
 [bad word] your brain around the block to jog your [bad word] memory
It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his [bad word] [bad word] 
If he's acting soft and he cowers
He [bad word] cleaner then [bad word] jacking off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow f