[nine]
I enter the room with the bang and the boom
And the tune where heat fumes, hot like june
I represent the bronx to the fullest, new york is the essence
I've been writin rhymes since my adolescence
Hip-hop gives me love and I give it right back
If your shit is wack I must attack
Send lead to your head oh what a bloody mess it's gon' be
That's the flav, when a rapper tries to step to an mc
My skills are grown like a dreadlock
I got mad intelligence, so it just won't stop!
You could never in your life slice a brick with a butterknife
You're livin trife, that's aight, my crew loves to fight
Bring the noise, and watch me turn down the volume
Like chicka-pow, buck buck buck, chicka-boom!
Not the one to step to, not the one to test
It'll be a bloody mess
