where ever theirs a rapper stuttering his words you can find me...i'm rap man/
shine my light in tac towns sky and i'll be thier with a mic in my hand...helping mcs who sound like pop bands/
then i'm out in the rap mobile...a 84 monte carlo with the ss grill..shooting flames out the back with one hand on the wheel/
its a THRILL!...like poping new steel...this man in the cape is the real deal...got a utility belt and a secret identity/
headed for the rap cave its me dubb and hennessy...my whole lifes a mystery like the gunman who shot John F. Kennedy/
i'm watching over the city...not giving weak rappers any pitty...my super power is spitting lyrics that are witty/
your just a enemy if you aint with me...in this booth we got a blue-nose committee...coming sicc and swiftly your situation is shitty/
patiently waiting for fame like fifty...this rap man got a gat man busting lyrical caps man..rap games like some poker so why are thier so many jokers/
get you in a circle and its torture...hate to scorch ya like a early cremation...my shits notorious crushing wanna-bes protecting the nation/
check my applacation i've been crippling foes the last six years in determenation...so i can distribute my music over my local radio station/
getting admeration from children...a hero in they eyes...cause when ever theres danger i'm there saving they lives...dipping in numerous rides/
packing a mic wearing a vest acting like i got a S on my chest...patroling the west coast...man rapping turning fools into ghosts...this shits a outbreak and i'm the host/
faster then a bullet..jumping over tall buildings...got money stacks up to the ceiling...spitting thrills over these villains...wanna sell records and make millions/
oversee my environment...crushing battles leaving the booth in flames...a lyricist with brains...giving pain over the mic like i'm spitting ebola strains/
wanna piece of this musical genius rising to the top in a sequence...rappers falling off...i'm the present your the past-tense i know your weakness/
every verse make you marval...spitting venom into ya eardrums...i'm a giant smashing you with my thumbs...utility belt full of tricks...the number one draft pick/
in the rap game...just ask the commissioner i'm always saving the day...lock ya doors and pray...the hero known as suspect is never going away/
and you can check us out at the same rap time...oh and its the same rap channel...rap man got it on lock till the flame goes out his candle but i'm out though/
shine my light in tac towns sky and i'll be thier with a mic in my hand...helping mcs who sound like pop bands/
then i'm out in the rap mobile...a 84 monte carlo with the ss grill..shooting flames out the back with one hand on the wheel/
its a THRILL!...like poping new steel...this man in the cape is the real deal...got a utility belt and a secret identity/
headed for the rap cave its me dubb and hennessy...my whole lifes a mystery like the gunman who shot John F. Kennedy/
i'm watching over the city...not giving weak rappers any pitty...my super power is spitting lyrics that are witty/
your just a enemy if you aint with me...in this booth we got a blue-nose committee...coming sicc and swiftly your situation is shitty/
patiently waiting for fame like fifty...this rap man got a gat man busting lyrical caps man..rap games like some poker so why are thier so many jokers/
get you in a circle and its torture...hate to scorch ya like a early cremation...my shits notorious crushing wanna-bes protecting the nation/
check my applacation i've been crippling foes the last six years in determenation...so i can distribute my music over my local radio station/
getting admeration from children...a hero in they eyes...cause when ever theres danger i'm there saving they lives...dipping in numerous rides/
packing a mic wearing a vest acting like i got a S on my chest...patroling the west coast...man rapping turning fools into ghosts...this shits a outbreak and i'm the host/
faster then a bullet..jumping over tall buildings...got money stacks up to the ceiling...spitting thrills over these villains...wanna sell records and make millions/
oversee my environment...crushing battles leaving the booth in flames...a lyricist with brains...giving pain over the mic like i'm spitting ebola strains/
wanna piece of this musical genius rising to the top in a sequence...rappers falling off...i'm the present your the past-tense i know your weakness/
every verse make you marval...spitting venom into ya eardrums...i'm a giant smashing you with my thumbs...utility belt full of tricks...the number one draft pick/
in the rap game...just ask the commissioner i'm always saving the day...lock ya doors and pray...the hero known as suspect is never going away/
and you can check us out at the same rap time...oh and its the same rap channel...rap man got it on lock till the flame goes out his candle but i'm out though/
