Lirama

Hop on tha spot, rock 'round tha clock
You can't reach my calibre, my lyrical stamina
Magical like excalibur, that's how it goes
That's the proze

And if ya dunno you have to be
Uno, dos, tres at least one of the best
Big up them junglist boys, I say yes
Hyping up the crowd
All those lyrics folwing out of my mouth