The Eponym

This is the first thing out of your mouth
 The first thing they're gonna hear from you
 And it's gotta be strong
 It's got to make the audience say, "Hey!"
 You've got to start your introduction off with a bang
 In '95 when my father was still alive
 Hip-Hop hit my heart and I started to feel the vibe
 I'd listen to Nas spit rhymes too damn correct
 I can't forget my Doggystyle and my Wu-Tang cassette
 See, I was only ten, holding a pen
 Hoping to find schemes, rhyming over and over again
 At 13, I had a (crew), we'd flow and hang out
 And that's how I started rapping with the homie Bankal
 He went his way and I went mine
 He switched to turn-tablism, I perfected my rhyme
 A decade later, we met again and said, "What up?
 We gotta get together and tear the stage the fuck up"
 Oh boy, these kids so cool
 The beat's so deep, the flow's so smooth
 Mic check, one two, one two
 They came to rock, to rock the house for you
 We ain't about enterprising or dough making
 But we wanna say thanks to you folks for donating
 Peace to all the reviews and dope ratings
 For those that bang they skulls to this 'til they dome aching
 Thanks to y'all we gon' keep piece often and
 We gon' keep performing, beat-making beasting for a reason
 Peace to all you people, Eastern European
 Swedish or Norwegian, Aussie, Asian, even North Korean
 France, Germany, US and the UK
 Africa, Mexico and even kids from Uruguay
 Chill out and bump this, 'cause this is a new day
 And haters, we couldn't give a shit'bout what you say
 Oh boy, these kids so cool
 The beat's so deep, the flow's so smooth
 Mic check, one two, one two
 They came to rock, to rock the house for you
 And that's what we call an attention-getter