Hook:
Get the numbers for your favorite rappers, better start callin' em
Cuz it's a fact with the raps, y'all know I'm better than all of em
The Klinik stays demolishin' all these cats that are hollerin'
And when I'm done your CD's only found in the dollarbin x2

Verse 1 (Klinik):
Well let me tell you how it happened, this passion for this rappin'
There's no exaggeratin' or debatin' after this track
I was born in '89, so that means ever since I've been alive
Hip Hop has been in the mainstream, I've always wanted to grip a mic
I thought that shit was tight, back when I was a youngster
I was an only child, so that meant no sister or brother
To give me something, dogg I only had my cousin
To throw me some whack shit, look I ain't even gonna be frontin' now
He tossed me that Vanilla Ice because my parents liked
The Queen sample, and plus I thought the rappin' was helly nice (lol!)
Sometimes my mama would get pissed off
Just cuz I'd go out in public, my hat backwards just like Kriss Kross
They were a couple years older than me
But lookin' back I thought those cats were straight up O to the G's
The Fresh Prince was the best shit
Images of Uncle Phil throwin' out Jazzy Jeff every episode are cemented
In my cerebral, shaped me as an individual
And for my generation they all know that this is typical
I lived it thru Ed Lover and Doctor Dre so whatchu gotta say?
Yo! MTV Raps, that shit was phat, I watched it everyday
Headbanger's Ball was also on display
I got my first skateboard and the guitar is what I started to play
Around the time the East and West Coast was poppin' off
That's when I realized that this rap shit had gotten soft

Hook

Verse 2 (Klinik):
And Master P had taken over the game
And Jay-Z's the king of New York, that's all because of one day (Baby baby!)
That's when I had to make a conscious decision
Should I continue rockin' with some shit I'm not even feelin'?
Like what the fuck is that? So I keep skatin' just waitin'
With little patience for some rap shit I can actually relate with
School's out for the summer, I'm at my grandmother's crib
In the 2nd grade, watchin' BET, thinkin' I'm the shit
That Wayans Brother's theme would catch my attention
This was before I even knew it was A Tribe Called Quest
And by the 6th grade? I played Thrasher's Skate And Destroy
It had Award Tour on there so I was filled with the joy
Bumpin' Planet Rock, Stetasonic's Talkin' All That Jazz,
Primo and Guru knew just How To Get A Rep, so yep
I started diggin' on my own and goin' back to the greats
From Jeru The Damaja all the way up to MC Eiht
Eric B and Rakim, maybe some NWA
Slick Rick The Ruler, ladie's loved me like my name was Cool James
The DOC, Scarface, Bushwick Bill and that Willie D
So put your hands up in the air right now if you're feelin' me
I'm talkin' real mixtapes and not no fuckin' CDs
I'm talkin' bout before these DJs were spinnin' MP3s
Before software there was SP1200s, MPCs
Cardboard on the floor and spray cans layin' down graffiti

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Verse 3 (Lawrence Finkelstein):
It all started back in 2003
Me and my homie OD left the studio and hit the streets
With a handful of beats, they all said it wouldn't work at first
But then they started bumpin' our shit and sportin' our t-shirts
Still gettin' no love from them local rap teams
Found some real emcees like Justice League and created our own scene
Rockin' crowds with a different kind of style
Every show we're gettin' loud, puttin' it down, representin' the underground
Staying away from them fags making their music for the mainstream
Just two gutter kids rippin' shit, so fresh and so clean
Havin' people I ain't never scene tellin' me like they us a lot
Smokin' and drinkin' in the parking lot
Right before the show, sometimes missing soundcheck
If you couldn't find us by the stage the closest bar was your best bet
Goin' hard like some rockstars, give a fuck if we made it
Leavin' blood in different places, on so many stages
With so gimmicks and no effects to disperse
We give em what we got, makin' sure y'all get your money's worth
We were ready for the worst outcome
Did a lot of shows and rocked every one
And that was just on the first album, stupid!

Hook (Lawrence Finkelstein):
Get the numbers to your favorite rappers, better start callin' em
Cuz it's a fact with the raps you know we're better than all of them
Lawrence stay demolishing all these cats that are hollerin'
And when we're done your CDs only found in the dollarbin x2