Ayo, it's like this when Allah says "Let it be like"
We are some designated, poetical brothers with mics
For whoever had skills to possess the gift
Contaminated with the flavor and it goes like this, Tuna Fish!

I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan
Cashier at the J5 concession stand (Akil)

The militant steel with the peripheral
Telegraphic skill build up cross field (Mark 7even!)

Fundamentalist bringing my verbal gift
My style is packed Quik like cocoa in Swiss Miss (Zaakir)

For the way my pen sticks to rhymes
'Cause a million party people, it's about that time

And together, we'll show you how to improvise
Reminiscent of the Wild Style '75
'Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums
Taking four emcees and make them sound like one

I be the spark from the cannon, blaze the outstanding
Tug of war, with the poor, rich, and scandalous
Road running bandit, race against advancement
Style winds cause storms when I perform

I'm a Parker John robot and stomp your whole spot
And beat you whole crew to a bunch of whole knots
Dissect you from the inner then declare myself the winner
Once the style clears, you'll be (real like Finner)

One of the black your contractor
Attacking your backdoor, you're trapped in my trash compactor
Move back, whore, swinging before the trap door
It's causin' the capture of brothers who rap more

Yeah, check the shelling, rock n****s redder than watermelon
The grief-stricken, rotated twenty twenty vision
Rap felon, hottest rebel with bad spelling
I pitch shift with unprecedented sharpness

Distributor, local street corner contributor
Word inhibitor, scientific positioner
Rhythm commission be J's for real
"He drives the crossfader like a cut-mobile"

We perpetrate the fake, the fraud, the phony
Jurassic Masters of the Ceremony
You came and saw right before your eyes
In fact the old school flavor has survived, like this

And together, we show you how to improvise
Reminiscent of the Wild Style seventy-five
'Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums
We taking four emcees and make 'em sound like one

And together, we show you how to improvise
Reminiscent of the Wild Style seventy-five
So whoever bought the tape bring your butt right back
'Cause you never in your life heard a cut like that

Hey, we flip fast phonographs forty-five records smash
High was the forecast, ain't nothing they never had

Make a move, never lose, competition quick to choose
New styles, hot rhymes, guaranteed to blow your mind

(Who is he?) The subtle ? fanatic for unity
Demonstratin' the ghetto diplomatic immunity

Well I'm the style stimulus, sound photosynthesis
Super with the sentences in the Latin centuries

And together, we'll show you how to improvise
Reminiscent of the Wild Style seventy-five
'Cause it's the brothers on the mic occupying the drums
Taking four emcees and make them sound like one

And together, we'll show you how to improvise
Reminiscent of the Wild Style seventy-five
'Cause it's the brothers on the mic in the place to be
It's the J-you-are-A double S I-see

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): CHARLES L. STEWART, COURTENAY HENDERSON, DANTE LAMAR GIVENS, JAMES TODD SMITH, LUCAS CHRISTIAN MACFADDEN, MARC F. STUART, MARK ALI POTSIC, QUINCY D. JONES, RICK RUBIN