The Eponym

This is the first thing out of your mouth The first thing they're gonna hear from you And it's gotta be strong It's got to make the audience say, "Hey!" You've got to start your introduction off with a bang In '95 when my father was still alive Hip-Hop hit my heart and I started to feel the vibe I'd listen to Nas spit rhymes too damn correct I can't forget my Doggystyle and my Wu-Tang cassette See, I was only ten, holding a pen Hoping to find schemes, rhyming over and over again At 13, I had a (crew), we'd flow and hang out And that's how I started rapping with the homie Bankal He went his way and I went mine He switched to turn-tablism, I perfected my rhyme A decade later, we met again and said, "What up? We gotta get together and tear the stage the fuck up" Oh boy, these kids so cool The beat's so deep, the flow's so smooth Mic check, one two, one two They came to rock, to rock the house for you We ain't about enterprising or dough making But we wanna say thanks to you folks for donating Peace to all the reviews and dope ratings For those that bang they skulls to this 'til they dome aching Thanks to y'all we gon' keep piece often and We gon' keep performing, beat-making beasting for a reason Peace to all you people, Eastern European Swedish or Norwegian, Aussie, Asian, even North Korean France, Germany, US and the UK Africa, Mexico and even kids from Uruguay Chill out and bump this, 'cause this is a new day And haters, we couldn't give a shit'bout what you say Oh boy, these kids so cool The beat's so deep, the flow's so smooth Mic check, one two, one two They came to rock, to rock the house for you And that's what we call an attention-getter