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