Some O Next Shit - Chubb Rock

Yes the configuration of the S on my chest 
Ripping the mic and take the best I guess 
Everybody knows I'm the winner not a sinner 
More punk rappers mon for dinner 
Slow shit down the planet starts to Nova 
Step on the low key yo Pokey (you're over) 
The whole community doesn't have immunity 
Step to the motherfuckin mic G  me 
Don't try to call your back up    you shouldn't act up 
You made a lot of dough off my style that you racked up 
G so see these rhyming freebies -- ya lease 
Played out on posters and on past CD's 
Check history and hiss to me you sissy G 
My success was a Hardy Boy Mystery 
The bell rings things to sing and then I bring 
My P.O. to lockout at Chung King 
I'ma roll and roll no spliff 
You call yourself a rapper, you can't wrap gifts 
That you're gonna get fret cause your whippin 
is gonna make you feel like you felt on Pitkin 
Avenue some girls was steady stabbing you 
Me and my boys across the street saying who 
Is that -- the kid is wack -- who got his back 
I mean I hope after I help you out buy my track 
The second cut hits the got the tempo up 
Yo Pokey how we gonna hit it -- what 
Or the noose will be hung if you sung on the skit 
Yo Pokey take it, Some-O-Next Shit 
Ricochet rabbit -- pushing ping 
If I wanna Luther Vandross it and sing I am the best 
And after the battle nigga clean up the mess 
Get ya broom and clean your wack ass tune 
And let me give you some advice motherfucker yo boom 
Wave em like this yo -- throw in the air 
Get your vocal chords and nigga prepare 
And if you like the tune and the shit sound clear 
Please say something then oh yeah 
Oh motherfucker, my style goes round and crazy like the Bruckner 
Hard like Lerch,