Fresh

[Blueprint]
 Yeah, you know how we do
 Yeah... uh-huh, you know what time it is
 (Fresh!) My name is Blueprint
 You know how we do
 (Fresh!) It's that time again
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
 I'm the man the whole underground is talkin 'bout
 Cats stealin my style before I even had an album out
 Two years ago the same cats was doubtin me
 Heard me on "Alchemy," now they sound like me
 A bunch of powderpuffs rhymin with aggression
 Forgot to follow the steps of natural progression
 I almost think you sat in on my sessions
 You came to class on time but you didn't study my lessons
 You only got a piece of the genuine article
 If I call you son it's because I fathered you
 Thank me on your liner notes for makin it possible
 Every year I change it up and make it harder for you
 Now even art fags wanna sound conventional
 Can't rhyme on beat because they lack the rhythm to
 You get cool points cause I'm the one you listen to
 But lose 'em all cause you're not original, but I'm
 [Chorus - repeat 2X]
 (Fresh!) Yeah you think you're grown
 Find somethin else to do and stop bein a clone
 You're not (Fresh!) You've been at it for years
 Stop bitin ideas, come up with somethin on your own that's
 [Interlude]
 What these MC's be doin y'all - straight sharkin
 What these cats out here be doin - straight sharkin
 I don't think they heard you man they - straight sharkin
 Yeah, what these MC's be doin - straight sharkin
 [Blueprint]
 Man, these MC's gotta lotta nerve
 "I rhyme and do beats like you Print" - oh WORD?
 Like I'ma grade you on a curve
 My advice to you, master one of 'em first
 You're already a toy as it is
 On top of that you wanna go ahead and spread yourself too thin
 And just because I make it look easy
 Doesn't mean that any Tom, Dick and Harry can do this
 That's the kind of shit I'm talkin about
 You been at it for a year and wanna put an album out
 You haven't even found your style
 You didn't even battle 'til you saw "8 Mile"
 Talkin 'bout what you wrote
 How you know so-and-so and you're the next one to blow
 You wanna rhyme and produce but suck at both
 And if you get on stage with that, you're headed for jokes
 [Chorus]