featuring Extra P (Large Professor) The Abstract (Q Tip)

[Extra P]

We bout to bring em out

We bout to bring em out

A lot of niggaz in this rap world come out and dumb out

Me I bring the bassline and drum out

Plus write scriptures that bust bright pictures

When Mad Skillz ?Cool Reef Daddy? plus Tip

just stepped inside the lab to keep the Extra Skillz Ab

You either true fat or cut the flab

On the microphone hot it's Skillz before heat

A wack nigga rhymin, kills a raw beat

And I got both, bout to cook up a loaf of bread

on your motherfuckin head!

[Mad Skillz]

Yeah, here comes that kid Mad Skillz rippin styles with perfections

Makin rappers uncomfortable like they had yeast infections

I'm prone to rip microphones, keep rap sewn

Step on niggaz domes, leavin crews with Down's Syndrome

I'm Skillz, ending out the Extra Abstract

Grinding on nouns, hittin verbs from the back

It's like that, that's the only way it'll be

So if it gets said nigga, it got to be by me

I represent V-A well, peace to the Cella Dwell

Washing-tons of rappers up, like my first name was Denzel

Who wanna come test and attempt to come near

I shaked your puny record sales and end your career

Lookie here, no need to get fly and shit

In ninety-five, I'm on sucka MC wanna die shit

To your chest and watch the mic get ripped

Mad Skillz, Extra P, and my brother Q-Tip

[The Abstract]

Huhuhuhuhuhuh *shuddering sound* like the Doc Bruce Banner

Hit you with a ray which is similar to Gamma

Do you believe in miracles, ?

like I believe in myself, but I don't believe in you

What you need to do is get faith

Take your spiritual, out your body, put i