Jay-Z Beat

(*talking*)

Magno ya heard, the Rookie of the Year

Coming soon baby, Collection Plate

This how we do it. check it

[Magno]

Jay-Z's the blueprint, Magno's the new print

They call me that, cause each flow I bring some new shit

It's been that way, since my first time in

The Takeover was my first rhyme in, ok you heard sign in

Here's the list, who wanna hate on me next

Who else is mad, don't see a eighth of my check

Who else is mad that we all be in Denver, summer to winter

For more do' they doing promos, on Arlene Bender

Understand, I'm a pimp with the chronic

Keep a 40 on me, like Shawn Kemp with the Sonics

Hostile to cake, flows like a fossil to trace

Making fake bad boys, turn gospel like Mase

Sit on leather buck, Magno's a clever fuck

Go ahead play goose, when I bust you better duck

You will never, sit above my throne

So lay low or get that halo, above your dome

Niggas pulling flock-like scandals

I spit real, y'all fiction like the Sci-Fi channel

My rhymes reflect who I am, like a rearview mirror

I'm that driver, trying to steer you clearer

I represent the school, dogs sniffing the lockers

Young niggas, packing clips in they boxers

Bitch niggas, wanna snitch on they partnas

We greet with a dap, and a niggs with the slabs

Run dick in them boppers, uh

Where the cops, slaughter and doom lives

And leave a bunch of niggas wet, like water balloon fights

But I ain't tripping, it's the hood I call home

Signing off, Magno gripping wood on all chrome

(*talking*)

Zero tolerance, no man's the God

Putting it down for the Collection Plate

For Magno, y'all know him as Magnificent

Yeah, uh

[Young Slugga]

The young nigga, with the magnificent flow

Ask Magnificent, he like damn you be so magnificent

Got Mike Jones saying who, that nigga in the booth

Spitting so cold, call him the truth

Beat you niggas harder, than 5000 Watts

Got you turning up your radio, five thousand knots

I'm harder than five thousand rocks, if five thousand pop

And I'm hotter, on five thousand blocks

Laughing at you fools, like it's A to the first

Turn my back on you niggas, like Cash Money did Turk

My flow is too sick to be nursed, you can call me the Blueprint

Cause I got the Gift and the Curse

Keep my cash rolling, rolling like Fred Durst

You can never pay this young nigga, to write a whack verse

Zero tolerance, I ain't got no patience for nan chick

Half you dudes, think it's fire that y'all spit

You only spitting sparks, I got so much heat

Have you niggas glowing in the dark

Don't try to test me, it's gon get ugly ask Bubba Sparxx

I keep my guns and my chicks in 2's, like Noah's Ark

I abide you niggas, to step up your game

And more ice than your chain

Now I'm in the game, it's shifting to change

Can you imagine me without the flames, it's like wood without grain

A piece without chain, Jigga without Dame

Coke without cocaine, my lyrics are too cold to be tamed

Messing with a young nigga, more metaphors than Biggy

More realer than Pac, get in your ass like Eminem

Jigga Jay-Z and Big L on top, with a Southern twist of Bun B

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me, on this M-I-C

(*talking*)

You god damn right, yeah

I'm not cocky, I'm just confident

Different change up

Mike Jones, who, be on the look out

For 1st Round Draft Picks coming first

And my album, Who Is Mike Jones