(Intro)
Yeah, I'm feeling it. My nigga Mark. My nigga TJ, Josue, Ralf, and Santos here we go
(Chorus)
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (just incase yall didn't know)
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
(Verse)
How many times must I preach, check my lyrics they stick like a leach
I'm intelligent call me the microphone geek, when I speak just open up your ears
As I proceed to teach done told yall, three minus two that equals f.U.
Yall didn't understand ask j-Bone or Teti, they will explain to you
Told yall I stay cool under the pressure through my life experience.
(Chorus)
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
(Verse)
Yo my life experience they so long they can't be measured yeah
I told yall before if I was ever to be poor, I know that I would find a cure
I would need more and more get on the floor, move get out the way
Yall life is messed up, the one that the life that you choose, every weekend is the same
You go to the bars and you're drunk off of booze
Chorus)
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
(Verse)
If yall ever try to challenge me, R, E, H, D, O double G, yall lose B
I don't play, every day I will write and I get better yes upon the microphone
Yeah that's me chilling in the south side of H, A, R, T, F, O, R, D C, T
One day I gotta move to the Bronx New York City that's where my nigga J-Bone he be chilling yo
Chorus)
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
