Verse One:
As the roots of this rap shit blossom in my seed
From the Renaissance to the city of Gotham as you compliment my steeze
Please, no drama to my scene
Fuck it, I'm giving it raw, it ain't no condom in my beats
Monogamous, I mean, true to the game
And moving with the same pursuit of a Jew in Jerusalem's name
This world of evil do'ers, lucifers, saints
Chasing a lucrative wage
I'm all three-into-one, it's rap: a Revolutionist's rage
Fuck a dummy down, my nigga, smarten up
We sparking up some shit, pump your fist
Love or dump it, or bump it and fuck with it
Like it or leave it, customer's pick
The style switches like voluptuous chicks

Bridge:
It take something to break something (4x)

Hook: 4x
Takes one to know one
And I'm second to no one
Said I'm second to no one
(King David must be in my bones)

Verse Two:
This is Hiphop
I spit proper, proverbs to prosper
The witch doctor to the Chakra give props to shit-poppers
Man, this shit is clockwork and chick's rock to mixed Vodka
Niggas spit scripted shit, Pac or Big Poppa
Bitch stop it, opposite of logic, stop the shit's pop
To rimshots, my shit's opera, risk oxygen to lock you in
But hip-hop has flip-flopped and slick conscious wit
Blocked to get profit, with lots of imposters
Mixed into it, though no vision
I'm driven to blow
Go-for-broke in this road eroding the engine and spokes
To recap it, Priest at it, wreaks havoc to recapture it
And freelancing it afterwards, acting as freak accidents
Priest - and it's Jaze baqti is two Jazz Kings
This the new last breed, check my New Jack Swing
Seen a legacy to replicate with the pen
And my project in your home, like section eight in the crib

Bridge:
It take something to break something (4x)

Hook: 4x
Takes one to know one
And I'm second to no one
Said I'm second to no one
(King David must be in my bones)

Bridge:
It take something to break something (4x)