I was born with the mic in my hand
Then I took it from Medina to the S.I. land
I pulled up on the block, got out the truck, it was the first of pit stops
The era of the spinnin' tops, the birth of hip hop

That was somethin', I had identified with
So I made it my point to exploit this fly gift then
Myself and RZA, made trips to the B.X.
A mass of ferocious MC's and talent T-Rex

Giants in every ways, rap flows for everyday
We knew we would get a reward for the price to pay
The basic training was beyond entertainment
Just the caters of the verbal expressions, self-explainin'

Were my boots out in constant walks across the borough
Tore the troops out the frame when they challenge the most thorough
From well concealed firing positions, we let off the most
Dangerous with that, slang that just shatter the coast

They say I rhyme like the bank that stop
'Cause M.C.'s be more shook then the dice that drop
Especially if I'm rollin' then the point is definitely proven
'Cause with the GZA holdin' that keep a nigga movin'

I walk Broadway, from Quincy to Myrtle
Back to Quincy, cut careers whatever the expense be
They heard the Legend, run to the reverend
With headaches and blackouts, worse then severe seven

And when my job is done
Then it's time to get those that's comin' up some runs
So you can see where they from

Incomprehensible the product is good
We gonna sling it from the slums of the hills of the hood
'Til it's understood
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We still search through the crates for songs that just breaks
At times we play legendary battles on tapes
Unlikely confrontation with a clash of swords
In a G that was stored, be rain that just poured

On cats and dogs, water that flooded the stance
The violence and nature had trigged the violence of man
That was bloodshed from which said, audible threats
Publicize regrets, wanted alive or dead

A hand full recovered from the dramatic plunge
While the rest kept babblin' and speakin' in tongues
Since the competition already slaked them in a scrimmage
He continued tarnish that already faded image

Any sport when they come short, majors don't need 'em
Then they broke, lose they homes, lively hood and freedom
The rhyme could be a blunt object that make you choke
Like too many tokes that'll recharge in growth

This Witty Unpredictable Talent or Natural Game
With non added of slang, it's all actual fact
The high roller knock the chip off the shoulder
Strike like the perfect bowler, with catastrophic damage

My mother's hard to manage, punishment, swift to sudden
Unparalleled advantage, brought to a level where you froze
And can't speak, trapped in the frigid temperatures of that peak

And when my job is done
Then it's time to get those that's comin' up some runs
So you can see where they from

Incomprehensible the product is good
We gonna sling it from the slums of the hills of the hood
'Til it's understood