( rings* ) (Yo Moe, up? Where you been, up with the new sound? I ain't heard you in a while, man you been doin, man? Some of my homies even know you What's up with What's up that?)
Let us begin with a in-tro My name is Moe Dee, what up, what up - yo And for those of you who don't know Or might no recognize me from the funky - I am the brother the Wild Wild - West But I'm not comin on the new wild - I can't get with the new - sound Because I don't like the way it's goin - Brothers say they wanna keep it - real But how many brothers kick the - skill So what you got a little street - So you promote genocide, for A - deal? Well, I was never with - scene Because the ends never justify the - means And if it's all about gettin - green I been there, I done that, I I'm my thing, kid
(Yo, what kinda is that, man? I the new stuff, man) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (The hardcore, gimme the stuff, man on) I'm my thing, kid (I you, but the brothers ain't with the positive stuff you kill a rhyme?) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (Shoot somebody in the next verse, somebody)
Brothers say wanna be hard-core So in own communities they start - war You don't care because you say you got - yours But about it for a second, stop, pause If all you wanna do is get - you ain't nothin but a paid - slave The Tom of the New - Age Cause sellin out nothin new - wait Cause you can pull a trigger on a well You think bigger, nigga, stop and think you sell Ain't nothin about committin homicide Cause is really suicide - right? Well, think about it on a higher - You sold your soul and you got by a - devil To reek havoc in the ghetto, y'all go on Keep with God like a runnin rebel my thing, kid
(What's all this rhymin God you're tryin to do, man?) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (You a or something? to be a preacher or what?) I'm my thing, kid (Give it up with the God rhyme, just rhyme) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (Alright then, flip the flow, your flow Be somebody else)
I'm true to the game, so I inventin Hype for the times and I'm representin Kick flavor I'm eatin up the best of em put em in the pile with the rest of em When I flip it and hit it, some brothers get it want me to kick it like others - forget it I tailor-made a for the microphone You can search the rap files but mine alone I get in to fit in the flow, it's won't simulate Now bein one of the best causes them to The freestyle cause I'm a outcast You ever stop and ask how to outlast All before me and the many that came after The critics who this I dimiss with laughter no puzzle, put a muzzle on their face And the hype crowd sing I'm my thing, kid
(Man.. Alright, I see what doin I can get that) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (I kinda that, yo Go and do yo thing, kid) I'm my thing, kid (Yeah, yeah, I dig it, I dig it Go ahead, do thing) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (Hit me with one more and let em know it's comin from)
I worked with Gang, Run and Heavy D Eric B., Big Kane and Public Enemy >From '79 to '94, now that's You got a problem with the flow, here's a sit back, relax, in fact, try to hear it Cause I'm comin back to back, you wear it Ain't no goin against the grain Get a surf, dude, ride the wave Cause ain't the regular style, ain't no competators, I'll Take out the negative while like a predator I'll Prey and on play on and stay on the You heard I'm or fell, chalk it as hear-say Ain't no defense or criticism Capable of no nothings here, that's how I'm livin You can bring whatever you got to I'm the champ, the master, the I'm my thing, kid
(Yo Moe, you all that, man You go far, man) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (I'm not lyin, you gon' it to the top) (Do thing, kid Do thing, kid Do thing, kid...)