Atmosphere 7th St. Entry [*] Lyrics

Now see,
maybe if your tag was dope,
i'd actually lend a little credibility to your statements.
But honestly, your penmenship is f___ed,
the way i see it someone should at least slap you for even holding a marker.
I hope the kid who wrote my name in the entry bathroom,
has the nuts and the time for us to sit and chat soon.
So i can ask him why the f___ am i on your mind b____,
you could have signed it, but stayed silent cause your spineless.
If you was a man you would comment me on the mic level.
But your light yellow just like the walls on which you write fellow.
When i first viewed it, i'll admit it had me quite p___ed,
but now i have accepted it, infact i kinda like this,
I really wish i knew your identity, probably not even an MC
just another who pretends to be.
Or maybe the jealousy of one whose baby maybe has eyes for me.
Its 1997 nothing supprises me.
Envy can make a m_________er immature,
So could boredom, a buzz, or the curse of being insecure.
Come on now some little trick with a marker and a chip on his shoulder
dont mean s___, i want the world in my grip.
I bet your girls on my d___, she digs this skill.
Shes a bigger head than you, so give me head, and head for the hill. little b____
Donkey d___ suckin, a__ f___, glue sniffin,
half a t_______ bass head sellin plasma.

Publicity good or bad the same to an MC
i think i found your limits to fame over on 7th street.
I dedicate my name to those who view me as an enemy.
And im gonna mark the planet for every mark in the entry.
Entry, enter me, whats funny about the whole s___,
Is that like two maybe three years from now, you little c___roaches
that talk s___ about me and my crew,
are going to be thanking us for kicking down the door.
and putting this s___ on the globe

bridges, you all wanna burn bridges.
Just remember in the back of your b____ mind
that i am partiallly responsible for anyone wanting to hear your
wack a__ to begin with.

And to that child that writes about me in the 7th street bathroom,
thanks for buying our tapes.
And i hope your first born never learns how to read.