Got What it Takes?

Ayo, calling all hot college radio spots I'm coming to your city playing connect the dots If you can't bite the apple then we brought the applesauce WHAT IT MEANS IS the versitile still got the moxie When it comes to Shit you love, that gets true love In places where nothing else does The underground rise above All the cream in this coffee mug, like what? The steam when we make shit hot, THANKS ALOT to All those who know True School is a must If the records in your crates don't collect no dust And your steel wheels got no rust Tables are turning towards Brothers with hot lyrics that keep yours ears burning like UNSPOKEN HEARD is down with us C. V. (?) is down with us Raw Shack records you just can't trust but Rolling with the punches is a definite must I'm number 7 on the mic Babydoll don't forget Some of y'all scratch your head like your scalp got lice I live and die for it, just cause, not just cuz So if it ain't justice then you get just ICE See, at the date of this writing, yo my shit's on hold At the date of this writing I'm predicted gold If 500,000 love real rhymes and beats I'll be halfway to platinum when it hits the streets (chorus) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) (I got street knowledge plus a college degree) Do you got what it takes (I got props as a DJ and a true emcee) To take what I got? (I got ????) Do you got what it takes (I got nuff respect in every time zone) To take what I got? So did you miss me? (YEAH) Well, I missed you too Did you miss me? (for real?) Yo, I missed you too The hip-hop in my veins to which I stay true Tradition's brand old, but the flavor's brand new Now did you miss me? (word) Then I missed you too But if you diss me You better know I diss you too The hip-hop in my veins to which I stay true Got crab mutherfuckers not doing doo-doo Now do you think that you can handle my derogitory style That knocks the wind out you like a flagrant foul Oh, you drop some shit? But I transform the crowd into fecofeliacs when move my vowels And when you got to try to throw in the towel I wet it, rip you with it, wait a minute, don't look now Cuz I'm so amped up to set this off We goin back in time to snatch out yer mother's (PUSH!) womb right now Now, now, now, how's that for hostile? Who's that that stated The Live one that brag is the most overrated Ain't I rated over most that brag? Damn right, and one, now what? See, yo, GIMME THAT MIC What the hell you gon do with it? You just mad cuz ??? and your shoes fit it You need to find some lyrics that can fill these kicks Until then, just refrain from riding my dick, until (chorus) Til you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) Do you got what it takes Do you got what it takes So don't call this a comeback (why J?) Cuz that would imply that time would Nullify the store for looking fly, guy (?) But my juice on ice that says concentrate Has no exporation date No matter how long you wait So you better in a cesspool with no BENCH Tryna combat the STENCH With a stick of inCENSE Kid, it doesn't make SENSE Claiming Live is past TENSE Under false preTENSE So repent with knees BENT See, my time and my money's both wisely spent I'm beyond fresh I'm heaven sent with a lemon scent Cutting you up Like Eric B. running for president So a penny for your thoughts isn't worth a red cent Now, you stepping in my realm of malicious intent You get powerbombed like a Sid Vicious event So ask yourself, when your rules and your back gets bent Where your pride and your props and back-up went, cuz... (chorus) You ain't got what it takes To take what I got (I think not) Do you got what it takes To take what I got? (I think not) You ain't got what it takes To take what I got