[Verse 1]
Huh
Yah
This is like a meth-affected city dump, the tip of the iceberg
Blue collar scholar, am one, another tight verse
Got one voice fuck a physical form
I keep it low, keep competing in this syllable sport of course
There ain't a thing you need to know, I'm Joe Blow
If crap rappers want respect then I'm no show
I turn ghost if there's mention of your hot [?] cock breath
[?] nothing but a [?]
Yeah, yeah show ponies on the catwalk
You got wax done, It's back [?] crack talk
The fashion victim epidemic in this hip-hop
It's killin' academic, there's a rhythm for a quick whop
You get handshakes, yеah you got love
But It's comin' from your own kind, a kind that I'm above
I stay far beyond that, thе rest of the cut
Is all about a man by the name of Ruh Ruh
[Hook]
Nobody N-O-B-O-D-Y
Mr. no one, no name, no high
Who get the camouflage, kept about the scene
A stealth [?] motherfucker living carefree
If everybody's out to be someone
Then fuck everybody, I'm a teach each and every one
Who here's running shit, and that's no one (tell 'em)
Nobody, no one
[Verse 2]
Boomtown the ADL the blue-blooded renegades
Speak up with gusto, who really run a pen and pape
Inseminating tracks jam-packed with negatism
Enemies are missin' winnin', stacked up with your feminism
I bet you kittens' never written' what was off the head
Same tracks, same deal get it off ya head
I got the whack shit, he's fake you're dope
Put your hands together that was deeper than a fuckin' moat
Now I'm a get deep, I can't sleep
I should've stayed in school and got myself a nice degree
But the drinks and the drugs and the titties and the bud
Got me thinking that my mug was better suited living at the pub
That was then, but now I turned full recluse
You done see me killing tracks [?] full of juice
Trendsetters this is real rap, the shit you catch on a catwalk
One love for Mr
[Hook]
Nobody N-O-B-O-D-Y
Mr. no one, no name, no high
Who get the camouflage, kept about the scene
A stealth [?] motherfucker living carefree
If everybody's out to be someone
Then fuck everybody, I'm a teach each and every one
Who here's running shit, and that's no one (tell 'em)
Nobody, no one
[Verse 3]
As I digress you can take it how you wanna take it
These gully rappers is the last to make a fuckin' statement
This ain't a competition flashing off your fancy kicks
I'm not impressed by your jacket or that trampy bitch
Now everybody rappin' ready for a prep talk
And one two three listen up cousin let's talk
I know it's hard for you to figure, but this is it
There ain't a person in your silly clique as ill as this
Nobody knows about you, nobody fuckin' sees
Nobody heard you when you called yourself an MC
Nobody thinks that it's best for you to sit down
And think about yourself now you runnin' with that in crowd
Think about that see everyone around you's
A carbon copy of yourself, I'll separate it now duke
You ever see me surface, that's for one purpose
To let you know who's taking on the fuckin circus
[Hook]
Nobody N-O-B-O-D-Y
Mr. no one, no name, no high
Who get the camouflage, kept about the scene
A stealth [?] motherfucker living carefree
If everybody's out to be someone
Then fuck everybody, I'm a teach each and every one
Who here's running shit, and that's no one (tell 'em)
Nobody, (Oi) no one
[Outro]
What (nobody)
You're a fuckin no one?
Well why's that?
You been yappin' with no action?
Well that's some bullshit ain't it
Yeah
Time to do ya do
Do fuckin' due
Quit that talk
Yeah
The time's now
Get the fuck on with it
