They call me MohBeatz, let me make my introduction
spittin true knowledge, yall rap without any substance
Are yall really renegades, serenadin cribs with grenades?
bent for fame, and born with real talent to entertain?
Well doesnt sound like it be, maybe its the pounds of the weed
that got your heads cloudy, or maybe you should switch to R n B
An R Kelly, or maybe yall part Nelly
Or that bitch ass rapper, who stared in belly
Yea that was nas, and i dont need no applause
Cause fuck rappin to dudes, I rather be chillin wit broads