[Verse 1 - Promoe]
Whether outdoors or indoors, the crowd will in-doors
My show, and end yours, that`s natural laws
I get crazy applause, they Buju like Banton
I chant down Babylon it`s the countdown.
We`re livin` in the last couple of days
That`s why I never kick wack rhymes
`cause there ain`t no time to waste
No time to fake, no time to chase the papes
Time to get it straight in nineteen ninety hate
That`s the number and the mindstate
The only way you fuckin` with my style is if it`s rape
But I got the mase and the pepper spray in my purse
After the battle one of us leavin` the hurse
I don`t care if it`s me but it`s probably gonna be you though
But I`m chillin` like Blue Note`s played on (?)
I won`t get mad if you say you took out Promoe
I just relax and sit back and watch ya nose grow
Suckas step up..
You wanna battle....don`t even try it
[Hook - Promoe]
Yo, my style is off the record
But don`t turn off the record
Cause then it`s off the record
How I`ll off you in a second
My style is off the record
But don`t turn off the record
Cause than it`s off the record
Suckas!
[Verse 2 - Promoe]
If I cross you, I will diss you in a rhyme
Take it as a compliment I think you worth the ink, and the time
Who me, Promoe, with the master peal
Don`t mess with me though cause I bust rhymes and piss
And fuck with dead emcees like necrophiliacs
But I can`t dig `em they actin` like maniacs
Thinkin` that the Promoe could ever get beaten
That`s like a Danish guy gettin` drunk in Sweden
Not very likely cause when I step on stage
I get props from smoke spots to internet homepages
See my show as a sermon on the mouth
Givin` emcees god`s word I`m what it`s all about
It`s about this I`m in crisp on the mic
To me all y`all other clicks sound alike
So fuck you, plus your weak producer
Don`t face you, you better face Medusa
I`ll turn your weak flesh into solid stone
Spprdekrizzah rock! on the microphone
And it don`t stop it goes on and on
Like havin` sex with Erykah Badu till the early morn`
Check it out it don`t stop
I keep on till the neighbours call the cops
[Hook - Promoe]
Cause my style`s off the record
But don`t turn off the record
Cause then it`s off the record
How I`ll off you in a second
My style`s off the record
But don`t turn off the record
Cause than it`s off the record
Check it
You wanna battle..
Suckas step up.. ..don`t even try it
[Verse 3 - Promoe]
Emcees talk a lot of shit I make `em eat every word of it
I`m from the Looptroop crew I bet you heard of it
And still you wanna face me
Not even the man in the mirror can
Who you? A Swedish kid tryin` to be American
Couldn`t take me out if I was the track
You wanna battle then you better bring some caps
Cause I`m takin` all your stash even though I`m drinkin` back
In the soundclash on yo` ass like a rash
Really rational lyrics
Spit like ammo from the lips of P-R-O-M-O
The mindstate, scientists ain`t figured yet
Your stock compared to mine, is niggarettes and cigarettes
You illiterate I`m educated
The university of hip-hop you never graduated
I heard some decent emcees right from the top of they heads
But I rhyme from the bottom of my heart, `nuff said
Suckas step up..
You wanna battle....don`t even try it
[Hook - Promoe] (repeated til fade)
My style is off the record
But don`t turn off the record
Cause then it`s off the record
How I`ll off you in a second
