Double A

Take 50 MC's all at the same time

Line 'em all up, put me on the other side

Let's bang, see who remain after we collide

That's rap, got hamburger beef with fries

So diverse, I curse the bubblegum rapper

Turnin my culture into laughter

Nah homeboy, I'm a champ, see it swingin from the rafter

So I make it harder for those that go after

On a quiet storm, this art at it's highest form

Mama threw the crown on the day I was born

I'm a lion, you just lyin, go against the giant

My music is a science, not shit that we tryin

I'm flyin, you stranded on the runway

So underground, they built the booth in the motherfuckin subway

Shell toe Adidas for Run and D and 'em

Sucka MC's I find and ether them

The fourth generation that A is speakin to

Since Peanut Chews, Gazelles and Adidas suits

To Timberlands, Airs and Montclair's

It don't matter with A, when I speak they all ears

If you disagree and wanna make it real

A.G.D.I.T.C. at Gmail

Been ill since Sally sold sea shells

Down by the seashore, how much wood could a woodchuck?

Made a small list of all the berries I would fuck

My drive so impressive I lift my hood up

Impregnate the track with my lingo

Made Tony Touch the Godfather, baptized the single

Y'all cats can forget it, I'm about to set it

Somebody bout to get deaded, you better call a medic

If you standin 'round oblivious

It's somethin serious bout to happen to you, dog I'ma let it

I be the author that wrote the book, you read it

I be the cash in hand, my man, not credit

My energy kinetic, and if you got money to spend

And this here is my year, you can bet it

I take a dip in the pool and don't need a towel

I can spell Mississippi and don't need a vowel

I can hug a grizzly bear smellin like a bucket of trout

And no doubt he won't even growl

I be the best in the nation, make a notation

No song in rotation, full of confrontation