Yo, I'm one of the chosen few, could dispose of you   And anybody else who think they flowin' too   Here's your last chance, brothers besta show 'n' prove   Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute      Ain't no excuse, lot of niggaz thinkin' they cute   Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits   Ain't it the truth, lot of cats gay and it's proof   Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews      I'm bad news like obituary sections   The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous night   At an open mic or any type of venue   There ain't no tellin' where I'm goin' 'cause of what I've been through      As I begin to attract the attention of fans   Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand?   Can I expand, turn mics in my hands to grands?   If you really ask me, dog, I think I can      Yo, we liven it up for the world to understand it   We do it for the fans that's all across the planet   Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer   No question y'all take your chances      We liven it up for the world to understand it   We do it for the fans that's all across the planet   Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer   No question, y'all take your chances      Yo, uh, yo, crackin' for miles and 'Te's in full effect   He's laughin' and browsin' over these wanna be cats   Yappin' their mouths and spittin' all these 'rerun' ass rhymes   Like we on some 'what's happenin' now' shit   Go get the MP3's start extractin' the files      Mulatto-slave flow Te's back in the house   Just tryin' to see what y'all rappin' about, so quit   Practicin' now, ninth inning, he's battin' a thousand   Put a mic in my hand and I'ma damage a crowd, man   With technique and above-average style, man   My raps speak to all you savages now, man      The time is right here, so let's get it   I'll be glad to proofread your rhymes, if you want to step with us   Serve your whole team with a run-on, death sentence   You can't adopt this style 'cause I ain't tryin' to give it up   And fuckin' with 'Te ain't in your best interest      We liven it up for the world to understand it   We do it for the fans that's all across the planet   Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer   No question, y'all take your chances      People in the U.S., just rock with us   Cats over seas, just rock with us   People worldwide, come on, rock with us   Come on, rock with us, just rock with us      Kenn Starr is back off a hiatus   Y'all been warned so back off us, why hate us?   Be actin' like they strapped and packin' gats when they not tough   They tough actin' like Tinactin'      Give me applause, I spit classic   Give me a broad with a thick accent   Skinny and tall or a big, fat chick   Plenty of y'all, sic into your dog   If she give me the drawers, I'm leavin' the chick back bent      The fact is, if you choose to propose   End up with a fatlip and a bruise on your nose   That's hot, give up now, my crew's in control   If not, get shut down like schools when it snows      Get got for your shoes and your coat   Bogard, I go hard like nipples on boobs when it's cold   And show y'all how simple the mood and the flow   Can determine whether you earnin' or losin' your doe   Make moves on the low      We liven it up for the world to understand it   We do it for the fans that's all across the planet   Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer   No question, y'all take your chances      People in the U.S., just rock with us   Cats overseas, just rock with us   People worldwide, come on rock with us   Come on rock with us, just rock with us      Just rock with us, just rock with us   Come on, rock with us, just rock with us      Just rock with us, just rock with us