Artist: Masta Killa Album: Selling My Soul Song: R U Listening Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Masta Killa] Uh, I'mma fuck it like this, hah, uh Uh, yeah, you already know Hah, peace to my brother Ghostface Ahh, yeah, uh, we just hah, yeah, hah [Masta Killa] Party people, welcome to the gathering Many of you tonight have traveled from many miles To hear the Masta of the art, display styles and techniques Now with this piece of steel that I hold so firmly I conduct ya'll accordingly, one time for your mind Authentic redesigned and crafted by the hand of God Autograph camera phones, flash as I enter A glimpse from the ninja, rarely seen and heard But his word so powerful, catch him at the show and prove Building with Allah Sun [Chorus: Masta Killa] Who they talking bout me? I? They talking bout, who they talking bout? I? I? Who ya'll talking bout? Huh? Who they talking bout? Me? Huh? Who they talking bout? You keep my mic in your mouth, huh [Masta Killa] With beats so banging and bass drum kicking in Melody soulful streams are calling It's like back against electrical fence, but I'm a winner My mic's like my only defense, brothers locked down Aunties they changed my Pampers, all sponsors I won't fail the mission, with self knowledge guiding me Never could contain me, from seeing everything that's mine Economically, nothing is given We know steps are taken, people couldn't seen it Til they burst into existence Burst the star guns from the sleeves of my jacket [Chorus] [Masta Killa] See this is how your rhyme gotta be, young G I'm a writer, not a rapper, MC build or destroyer Some over stand, but I understand that We are suitors to life, true divine order Must be restored in order for us to live right Ya'll stay chirping like birds, words travel At the speed that I'm slapping you, axle as the world revolves Caliente, it's about a hundred degrees with no breeze Can you swim nine thousand? I bench press hills and mountains from the highest peak I fears no evil as I walk through the valley I'm like the father at the first rally, are you listening?