This Is a Test

(This is a test)
Verse One:
Too many sounds irritate my earholes
like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes
The same old thing same ol **** Im tired
Was once on the payroll about to be fired
Black radio shame, pop raps to blame
Program your playlist to sound the same
With a disco tempo, cliche intro
Wack rap tracks for commercial shows
Mindless music for the masses has to take
time away from the REAL rap master
So I stay cool for community airplay
while ratings slip for the **** that you play
This is a test a lesson to be observed
No wack rhymes are heard I keep on raising the curve
Back and forth I never stick em soft I just run it
Punksll shun it, gangs keep their girlies on it
Paris is the dog, much ***** than morphine
Sick with the style so you can say youve seen
The radical magical man, master of master plan
So smooth from beginning to end
This is a test, back it up when Im in the place
and all hail to the dog with the righteous bass
The boss I come across rough on your radiowave
Terror on two track whenever Im played
Punks keep steppin thats the reason why I
come through sicker than a L.A. driveby
By droppin bombs in songs yall keep singin along
So smooth it couldnt never go wrong
This is a test
Verse Two:
Yo dig
When you buy a rap record do you buy it for dance moves
Or do you buy rap cause the lyrics are smooth
Cuz if you wanna dance you should stick with the other one
and leave the dog alone till the dancin isdone
But then when youre ready for the brother who leads
and feeds all rap lovers with rhymes like these
I dish a little taste of the bass of Scarface
and paste a rhyme space to chase the weak-kneed
Cuz I dont play - well my name aint (Cool J) (backwards)
I aint TC, or N-W-A
Im Paris, the asiatic lord of light
With the power to fight and write rhymes to stay
Cuz Im hotter than lava when I be up on a microphone
By now you should know it the poet ***** than most
By dispensing of ignorance how Im keeping the wack down
You enter to the realm of the Scarface sound
This is a test