What It Is lyrics

A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby)

Uh, how you feelin' y'all (I'm feelin' fine)

Yo, this is the way it's goin' down

We come in compound releasin' double-rounds in hound

Like heat sensors, your defense techniques are no match

When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac

'Cause I'll arrest ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure

The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist

We comin' deadlier than venom

And you'll be scared to pick the mic up again

Lyrically you on the level of Green, Eggs and Ham

Your best bet is the fold 'cause I gots a bigger hand

Plus I'm steppin' like a monster so go-go and scram

You ain't experienced, you lucky if you ride the ambulance

'Cause when you dealin' with fool Will is quite fatal

Shape-shiftin' brothers like Play Dough

Your rhymes are anal and we ain't got no time to play

No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no

More o' them rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos

You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles

You whacka than that n**** that be rhymin' in a Pringle commercial

Put your career in reversal

[Chorus]

No need to front, that's what it is

I gotta get into you

Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is

I wanna get into you

Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas

Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease

And duplicator crew, we put 'em all on freeze

Lock 'em in the cell, then throw away the keys

Another lost identity in disease

Entity with a so-called MC

Enemies will decrease when I step into your sceneries

Of course now you off course lost up in the source

I'm running out of time, there's no time for no scrimmage

A race to raid the diamonds and replace it with the real image

Picture that, I know where I'm at

I know where I'm going and I'll be back

With a stronger impact lyrics be intact

Get you intoxicated when black attack

With the full-force pressure, hard to measure

On a rated scale whack MC's won't prevail

On a dream of makin' cream, braggin' about infrared beams

But it seems all they really pullin' is pullin' them schemes

I take it back to the essence of hip-hop

Never will I stop with my beat-box

[Chorus]

No need to front, that's what it is

I gotta get into you

Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is

I wanna get into you

Can you feel it

I gotta get into you

Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is

I wanna get into you

No need to front, that's what it is

I gotta get into you

Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is

I wanna get into you