Hey yo Boss
(Yo, what's up?)
OG Style in effect
(For the nineties, baby)
Yo, a lotta those groups out there think that they on top of the game
Well, why don't we let em know what's up
(Commence)

Take three paces and step back (step back)
Cause I'm not afraid of no knick-knacks (knick-knacks)
A lot of that lip is just flip-flap (flip-flap)
Same old nonsense, it's all crap (it's all crap)
You try to come for somethin I know (I know)
You're braggin on yourself, still weak, bro (still weak, bro)
Never will I ever be solo (solo)
I'm down with Boss, so now you know (you know)
Pick up the pieces where I left off (left off)
Funky MC cause I get off (I get off)
You get beamed and then you turn off (turn off)
You act aggravated and you burn off (burn off)
I'm from Houston and I get hyped (real hype)
Freak a lotta girls cause I'm that type (oh God)
I drink Coke, I don't drink Sprite (drink Sprite)
I wear Nikes, but not Flights (but not Flights)
I ride a Benz if I have to (if I have to)
I prefer a limo cause it grabs you (cause it grabs you)
Thinkin I'm blind I'm lookin at you (I see ya)
Holdin on my record like a statue
Sucker

Time to start the rhyme scheme over (over)
My dog's name is Dick, not Rover (not Rover)
I don't believe in four-leaf clovers (clovers)
The rhyme style is dope but I'm sober (sober)
The name of the crew's called OG (OG)
Which consist of Boss and E (that's me)
We produce a rapper named Divine MC (Divine MC)
Who's down with the Nation Posse (word)
Now it's time to change context (context)
Gimme a mic and watch me flex (me flex)
Your style's simple, mine's complex (complex)
Listen to the style that I inject (that I inject)
Funky is the term that I go by (go by)
See a fly girl and I go "hi" (hi)
Make a lotta money cause I talk fly (talk fly)
I speak the truth and I don't lie (I don't lie)
Wear a Rap-A-Lot watch not a Timex (or a Seiko)
Use a jimmy hat, I like safe sex (yeah, that's right, bro)
When I do a show I'm in effect (effect)
Now listen to the way that I direct
Sucker

Give it up, bro, don't try to play me (don't try to play me)
You might be a lotta things but you're not E (not E)
You're just a sucker tryin to play MC (play MC)
But that's funny, you're rappin to a wack beat (haha)
I shine bright as the sun cause I'm a starlight (starlight)
I get busy as a beaver when I jam right (when I jam right)
Before a show I practice so it's all tight (all tight)
I'm a perfectionist, this is not a psyche
Sucker

Hey yo Boss
(Yo, what's up?)
Why don't break the track down a little something like this?
(Aight bet)

So what's up, bro, with that cheap stuff you're talkin
Your played out jealousy's in your eye when I'm walkin
But you're delighted to see the phase that I bring
You get a glimpse, you're content with what I swing
I'm like a hawk, I see what you attempt to hide
In my stride you'll divide while I glide
And to the OG saga you will forever succumb
Your raps are hum-drum cause you're dumb
How could you be so illiterate to think that you could baffle me
When I house it's a catastrophy
I'm the Original E, formerly of a Phase 3
Dropped a sucker, now it's OG
Long live the reign of the rhyme therapist
Microphone terrorist
Sucker