Other MC's

[Hook: Aceyalone] We're not like them other MC's We're not like your everyday average savage MC We're not like these other rappers claimin' to be I'm me I'm me (you control you own destiny) 2X [Verse 1: Aceyalone] Although my plan is close to yours we're galaxies apart I'm not a mark, I'm not the man who built the ark but we're related I'm not the sucker MC that you hated so much I don't speak Greek, Vietnamese or Dutch when the mic is in my clutch I'm not a jock (you a jock?) (nope) Don't play hockey or soccer (nope) Not a clocker to top it off I'm an excellent mic rocker (yes) Go north of Crenshaw ? past ? behind the ? park And you better bring your blu blockers cause I shine when I get sparked [Hook: 2X] [Verse 2: Abstract Rude] On them like a staircase I'm on the elevator to the top of the paper chase I communicate with Ace one and Mic nine Write rhymes face to face And I like a white line eight oh eight is my bass I chop it up with the needle go back and forth with the scratch Don't need a razor blade to cut dope like that The studio is my delivery room My baby is born a new name and a rap tune It's all logical we're all philosophical We in to eatin' falafels and underground fossils We sound gospel with a jazz ear MC's sound like how we sounded last year But I ain't trippin' I crack a beer I have no fear of biters My atmosphere is full of survivors Now like a simile and like my energy is like anyone else's When Ab's done you can have some I ain't selfish [Hook: 2X] [Verse 3: Myka 9] Uh, now this is how you supposed to come My brain is a sponge Regurgitating honestly but I've been in and been from This rap game ain't really all of what you call fun Somebody wake you in the morning tell you "you ain't gotta go away you gotta run" Nigga to nigga, nigga to bitch, nigga to gawk, nigga made a quick switch to all God got wily gawked to Earth essence to see ?tulips and twerps? Labels and national and worldwide and since birth And that could be a hella ride for a brother with an ego, head might burst But first things knowledge Your listening to an operation of colors who are polished Concocted within concealed labs I can cock back with the Glock quick Dirt's the work on the block quick so I circle I roll with ?oxic?, and touch is toxic My niggas fly heads like a plane nose-dived crashed cockpit Don't ask to stop shit we just disturbed I'm not that triple bunk punk I'm fool I'm tough You wanna touch down from the piznills and iznils I'm nothin with the double L ?, remember? I'm not the coolest in the street Programmed in the hole in my ? slumber [Hook: 2X] We're not like them other MC's We're not like your everyday average savage MC We're not like these other rappers claimin' to be