In This

[Hook: scratched 2X] "Uh-ohh!" .. "We in this, to win this" {*"Other MC's ain't got a chance at all" - Big L"*} "Murs" {*"... too advanced for y'all" - Big L*} [Murs] I make music unbelievable, inconceivable To the average MC, those who don't understand How savage I be M, U-R-S But so far from PC, 80 gear car drive 512 MB, rip your audio files to shreds Off the head, when amped to the point I want every rapper dead, even in sleep mode Take 'em down by the low without the McAfee scan When a pen's in my fingers I mack/Mac with my hands And the game so tight it gets, disc drives open Cause my CD's RW, {?} type More advanced than them MC's you say I'm like A blue pen to encrypt what I say on mics All day all night, tryin to break down my guard But you can't crack the cypher of the underground Gods Gonna make me {fuck} around and have to pull your sound cards [Hook] [Murs] Now am I too dope for mainstream or not that cool? I'm not bitter I'm just better than these top-ranked fools While I'm waitin patiently til it's, my turn to rule It's "The Low End Theory," everything moves in cycles The way that Kobe Bryant is just ampin like he's Michael I'm psycho, like those, East coast {niggas} Put West coast slang in they flow to make figures Pop your collar to that one time, for me homey Cause you can miss a {nigga} with that phony baloney But I guess it's one love, hip-hop unified As long as you respect the overage and we won't hoo-ride And you can have that one too Use it as a gimmick to go platinum through Cause my generation's comin with that brand new A whole gang of {motherfuckers} who, can't stand you So, please step aside Or get yo' {ass} stepped on when we ride [Hook] [Murs] I be on kamikaze missions, hittin tracks head on For those who dared to disrespect this culture, that I bled on I'm headstrong, I make rash decisions While I'm spittin pure salt that'll crash your vision You got the game on lock, then I smash your prison I make empires crumble when I clash with rhythm Your whole group straight fruit with no passion in 'em Yes cash is venom, and we all been affected But I made the antidote, when I wrote this record You shouldn't have to be broke, so that folks respect it You can still be a joke, with the dopest necklace Just {shittin} on the talent that, you've been blessed with Who the {fuck} am I to invoke the message Haven't been to that level but I hope I'm tested When I get there I hope I don't, choke and wreck it So I can go out dope and, most respected [Hook]