I was giving Has-Lo props up thru when he got a deal and dropped this great album:

if you diss him, we’re gonna have a problem, or “beef”, just like any respectable taco truck should

my lyrics or “lingo” line up with the beat just like you’d need to line up your chips to win a game of Bingo

or the classic game Connect Four

more bi-racial/celebrity comparisons…I write songs on a level comparable to Marvin Gaye

and Has-Lo constructs beats with the measured skill of Beatles drummer Ringo Starr

“brother” = black dood
“gringo” = Hispanic slang for white dood
Then continuing with the Hispanic theme, I say “215” (our hometown of Philadelphia’s area code) in Spanish

comparing myself and Has-Lo to Gene Wilder and Richard Pryor, comedians who did a grip of movies together.
We’re all funny dorks so it works out

this beat (by Has-Lo) is already “sick”, and my bars are just making the track as a whole even sicker. so soon, it will metaphorically die of its illness.

yeeeeah but I totally am explaining what I’m saying right now.

FUCK

it’s extra hard for us rappers to bite our tongue, but it has to be done sometimes for business' sake.

coming up wasn’t easy, still isn’t. but stand tall despite others trying to make you feel smaller.

a realist.