(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Said my desire, yes it, yeah Yes it, yes it is, oh yeah,
Comprehend the My chest out All relaxed on the I'm so famous,
New York City respects my game Joe Namath And I protect my name like anus In prison y'all don't hear me, y'all don't Y'all just wanna shine, y'all just glisten
Floss, that the soul is still missing (Who am I?) I am the poetical Slave to a label but I own my
Still get it without Artist And Repertoire 'Cause is a monarch only minus the A&R When my brain excels, your derails Pop shit, make you feel 'The Clipse' like
You feel me You admire (My) (My) (My) Soul,
Oh, said it's my desire, yes it, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) it's my desire, yeah
My book is a ovary, the pages I to turn My pen's the penis, when I write the ink's the Desire, the fire that ignites, the torch to This is not science, this easy to learn
My mic's the gavel when I talk courts Respect, even if you ashes you couldn't earn I embody antibiotics, you are with germs Rap's fatally ill, stick to the serum
Players, pick turns to play, get I color the game like chick perms This is the moment of truth for my opponents and
Talk is alone the emotion of black choirs Fire, you don't wanna get like Rich Pryor back, who's that, there, the live wire
You will me You admire (My) (My) (My) Soul,
Said, it's my desire, yes it, Yes, my desire, people should keep My passion, my Yes, my desire, people keep fighting (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yes, my desire, people keep fighting (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Yes, my desire, people keep fighting (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)