Lyrics:

Microphones never give me no feedback
'Cause I'm a burn 'em and smoke 'em like crack
Supreme MC's got the multitudes yelling
From beneath the ghetto, I'm dwelling
Selling my records like cheeba
... Form of ganja
... A La Mode is thirstin'
Give me a drink, I think that I'm burstin'
As I plant my seed, it has to grow indeed
The A La Mode's live will achieve
More of the same, the aim of fame
Guess again, remember the name
Of the lyrical righteous
The pen's burning, so I might just
Lick the burnin' seed for the key
My friend, you gotta understand this
Understand this
You gotta understand this
Understand this
Understand this

Get off, for it's time the metal
Unleashed and teach before I step off
Melting, this style on the wax
In the plastic, fused to ...
Engravin' my initials on the shotgun
With your album, so that you can't run
Militant, wild with the freestyle
Don't forget the style is mine, it's wild
I'm enraged, trapped in a cage
Gimme a ... and I'll burn the stage
Ignite the fuse from the anarchist
Burn and learn with the arsonist
Yo, I'm armed to the teeth
Like a sniper in the heat
Furnace, more fuel for the madness
Yo, you gotta understand this
Understand this
You gotta understand this
Understand this
You gotta understand this

Breakdown, massive, the rap you sire
Multiplier, you desire more
There comes the gravity
What's next? They're playin' Public Enemy
On the Maxwell tape, I support it
Get the J.V.C., then record it
Bought it with a six foot speaker
Bring the solo, shoot the ...
Get hype like ... Tokyo
More flavour than fruit man in Mexico
... Be like a buffalo
But I'm strong and tough like a rhino
Vengeance leaks from the Uzi
'Cause the cops will stop, they keep buggin' me
Keep tauntin' me, man, they're hauntin' me
Yo, you gotta understand this
Understand this
You gotta understand this
Understand this, ha
You gotta understand this