Check My Resume (feat. DJ Jav)

Yeah, I like that! Uh-huh!
 Oddisee I appreciate the recommendation.
 Lets go... yeah, yo!
 VERSE 1
 Name: Substantial, Address: Nunya!
 Baltimore resident, but people know I'm from the...
 County where the Prince is a G, it's no wonder
 That even in the dead of winter, the block is live as summer
 Where dudes got that work, but I'm ji' mo' selective
 Pass the line that is second you will find my objective
 I'm seeking a position that will further my development
 While fattening my pockets 'cause I don't rhyme for the hell of it
 You need my work experience and past employers?
 I'm down with QN5. Former U.V. Ink owner
 And I use to be with Hyde Out and the late great Nujabes
 Wherever I go my motto's "Be great do your best"
 Responsible for making sure that we stay stupid fresh
 Locally and globally while they help me get these groceries
 And keep the fam eatin', I keep the fans fiendin'
 And hit them with the potency of a professional, dope MC
 You know it's me!
 HOOK
 Can't speak for these other guys but
 You can check my resume man, I'm qualified yep
 Why would I lie bruh, (Nobody as fresh as this
 Hit man for higher, check my references!)
 Can't speak for these other guys but
 You can check my resume man, I'm certified yep
 You can put'em high up, (Nobody as fresh as this
 Hit man for higher, check my references!)
 VERSE 2
 I should be your 1st pick, long before the second interview
 3rd LP's a 4 out of 5 minimum
 Even with short pockets stood taller than Sentinel
 Drive is uncanny, not your average individual
 You'd think I graduated from the Xavier Institute
 But School of Hard Knocks is where I took my classes
 Where I got my Master of Ceremony tactics
 My Poor Righteous Teachers taught me to make only classics
 You may know me as this Educator and a Vocalist
 Who the hell you know's a Team Player and a Soloist
 Can dress to impress but I'm fly when I'm plain
 Too thorough, if I quit you would hire me again
 So fire him if he lame I've come for what's mine
 Work around the clock so I can keep up with the times
 Since elementary I flipped a dub from a dime
 While they get the pink slip I get the W-9
 HOOK
 VERSE 3
 I'm the man for the job, while these slackers do jobs for the man
 Knowing that it blows, sometimes it's involving their hands
 They are really hoes. Don't you want a person with integrity
 Setting goals, tailored for success, you can measure me
 On my accolades and my skill in the field of rhyme
 Future so bright, man, for real, leave you feeling blind
 Plottin' chart toppin while I chill and I'm killin' time
 Skills gettin' better but they still ain't as ill as mine
 Don't take my word here's some references to check up with
 You can call the Gods, UAU is who they represent
 Holla at Odd, he made the beat the I mettle wit'
 Or Tone & PackFM because my famm is extended trick
 Call my peeps Marcus D if you want that better shit
 Me & my bre-th-ren... stick together like a pair of tits
 Call Kool Herc & Busy Bee, I ain't arrogant
 But here's a quick reminder just in case it still ain't evident, yo!
 HOOK