Everything we doin is past work
We already wore that hat, those pants and that shirt
So do you, man, if that works
But we ain't really here to talk about all the copies
Cause when it comes to hip-hop, we the orthodoxy
Cats poorly copy, copy sloppy
In that section, young people should not be
There used to be a time, when you were writing your rhyme
You observed the rule of no biting
No imitating, no hating, no faking
We started breaking, so we could stop fighting
Get enlightened - I battle you, you battle me
The crowd judges the originality
It's not about a salary
It's all about describing the reality that's grabbing me accurately