Stuck Mojo

The beginning of the end of a new terror, a new era.
A diligent force, setting the course to be a number 1 rap source.
The beats are hype, the rhymes are nice,
no better than nice, theyre cold as ice.
My rap style, many variations.
Causing emcees to go on vacation and find a new occupation,
like leading the nation, an innovation.
Youll chant Stuck Mojo.
Yeah dis us boy, to hype our popularity, show clarity.
If you decide to dis, understand we cant do this shit for kicks.
Its our business just like any other,
and youll discover old time brothers,
at the top stagnating, while others are waiting and debating.
If they should waking, step on toes, youll gain automatic foes,
but youll always find those who oppose!!
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The beginning of the end, my friend.
I grin when the DJ starts to spin.
I look to the left, then to my right, my man kicks the beats, we start to recite.
DooDooraffic lyrics get the crowd into hysterics.
Dont pay no mind to the so-called critics, so check it, the B E A T,
yeah thats what hypes me.
Yo not a pipe dream, so dont entice me with pretty schemes against the team.
Were a new voice thats on the scene.
Commercial rap, I will not adapt to, it looks like your other rapper wants to.
Youre gaining success, but youre losing respect.
Microphone comedians, I do detest.
Ridiculous is your sound and your thought patterns.
Youre screwed up homeboys what happened?
Trying to change your style be versatile?
Sounding like a child, your efforts are futile.
Its like you took a gun and blew out your brains.
Seems like real rap began to be a strain.
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The beginning of the end, yeah its over.
To have some luck you need a four leaf clover, like Rover.
You might as well move over son, cause the Mojo has got your ass on the run.
I pull my mic to soothe my appetite.
I eat up a sucker just for spite, spit and sputter.
Naw, I never stutter.
Pull off the cover on your camera shutter.
Click, did you get a good shot?
Now youre soon to see the Mojo in a record shop.
The beginning of a new day dawning and an end to those we keep yawning to.
We call them all ruddy pot crews, bitching and crying the hip hop blues.
As we cruise, the others gonna lose.
You know the rules, so dont say its cruel.
Survival of the fittest, and were in it to win,
and if you think were punking out you might as well forget it.
You got it?
You read about it in the paper.
How the Mojo has solved the caper.
Hollow ass followers, that caught the vapors.
Whishy wash brothers on their way out the door they took upon themselves,
they tried to explore, but they fell off!!!!!
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[ The Beginning Of The End Lyrics ]