Four minus three de Master Ace

of dialect come from all angles
The cordless mic in my hand still strangles
They try rather well, but none are parallel
The words are spinning in your head like a carosel

And out of all the brothers i spoke to
NULL of them broke through, they sound like a joke, too
Their rhymes are very soft, just like terry cloth
The kid's that standing on stage oughta hurry off
Cause that ain't hip-hop, you little drip-drop
Trying to tip-toe but can't touch the tip-top
Cause you ain't tall enough
Try to brawl and scuff with a style you're calling tough
Is about as tough as a flower
Beware of the posse raise to the third power
Cause we ain't caring, don't mind tearing a
Cocaine-pushing, dapper dan wearing
Walking around with a neck full of cables
My dj laughs when you touch the turntables
Wannabe hard rock when you roll 10 deep
They told you my name but you act like you've been sleep
Get back, sit back and chill you no frill mc's
Slim see, but still i show skill
Words can brutalize without no mercy
Enemies wasting their last breath to curse me
I ain't shaft with a hat and a cadillac
Mc's lash out, but should i battle back?
Nah, i remain calm and collected
The stage was empty the last time i checked it
But now there's movement there in the spotlight
I can't make out who it is, nah, not quite
A flash of gold from a shiny medallion
A stride of pride on stage like a stallion
Oh, another one of those who try to get close to
But can't cause a man's supposed to
Rip the mic til the crowd is perplexed, but
With this jam here, there won't be no next up
So peace to craig g, kane, g. rap, and marley marl
>from the music man, y'all

"once you hear the capital a" "you should know"
"action is in eff-eff-ect-ect" (repeat 4x)

"ace in action" "steady pace" (repeat til fade)