to wake up and see beats on the screen for me

and we ain't never met in person but you seem to be

one of the coolest muther fuckers we the team to beat

connected on message boards, back when i slept on floors

still paid the cable bill internet i connected for

always be online, always be on time 

with beats that bang out no doubt it's a power line

so call it the ether-net 

still we aint eating yet

send a fire beat guarantee im'a ether that

it's all that i know how

check the spot on my profile 

cant wait for it to hit the stos the product go wild

shot up the chart, came right outta the heart

it's the light thats left on that keeps me outa the dark 

lets go

I'm rollin strollin, just movin along, stilll gotta long way to go 

'fore im proving em wrong got my eyes on the prize 

got my seat on the throne, thats all i got left i cant leave it alone

waddup double, my brother thats in the struggle wit me

Manhattan Project so logically on the cover with me

taught me so much some topics i cant touch

I thank god for your friendship dont let em change us

what up pagne kinda came form outta nowhere 

fire ass flame in the game you gotta flow there 

and plus yous a standup dude, 

like if i was hungry you would come through with some canned up food

and Crisis my homey another trill ass friend

we don't see eye to eye on alotta shit

but still thats him

and he does it so well 

and he goes so hard

i pray to god for my friends that only goes so far

waddup Thump another soldier survivor

you came through some hard time so keep ya shoulders up high

you gotta right to be proud another legendary veteran

a hero in my eyes nobody ever could be better than

and knuccles though we aint tight no more 

my thoughts stay with you and the nights we were

so when i aint sharp and my knife got dull

i thank god for my people they my life support

so that leaves me a beast on the beats preme 

banged out in his bedroom bumpin like bee-stings

somthing like a trumpet when you pump it you see things

something like a guitar plucking the g string

like a stripper at mouses ear

zipper the couch is clear

still got the plastic on it

sound like a classic don't it

by Janglin' Jaymo Jangles

my gold's at the end of rainbows

something like a leprechaun

i 'm steppin on pinned up anger

so i'm a pen a banger

for preme and manhattan p

cause we some entertainers that the way that it has to be

accepting no less than that

blessing a blessed track

we been puttin in work you can see where the efforts at

you can see the progression grow

emcees be afraid to flow

after james rip down ya goal post after the game

so this is my day to blow

'fore the brain in my data blow

played the role for too long, 

we the best undebatable! what!