( rings* ) (Yo Moe, up? Where you been, What's up the new sound? I ain't heard you in a while, man What you been doin, Some of my don't even know you What's up that? 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 from the Wild Wild - But I'm not comin on the new wild - Because I can't get with the new - Because I don't like the way it's goin - Brothers always say they wanna keep it - But how many brothers really kick the - So what you got a street - appeal So you promote genocide, for A - deal? Well, I was never that - scene Because the ends never justify the - means And if it's all gettin that - green I there, I done that, I mean I'm my thing, kid
(Yo, what flavor 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 hear you, but the brothers with the positive stuff Won't you 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 really don't care you say you got - yours But think it for a second, stop, pause If all you wanna do is get - Then you ain't nothin but a - slave The Tom of the New - Age sellin out ain't nothin new - wait Cause you can pull a trigger on a well You think you're bigger, nigga, stop and you sell Ain't hard about committin homicide Cause genocide is suicide - right? Well, think about it on a - level You sold your soul and you got hired by a - To havoc in the ghetto, y'all go head on Keep with God like a runnin rebel my thing, kid
(What's all rhymin about God What tryin to do, man?) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (You a reverend or Tryin to be a or what?) I'm my thing, kid (Give it up with the God Just rhyme, rhyme) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (Alright then, flip the flow, your flow Be like else)
I'm true to the game, so I keep Hype rhymes for the times and I'm flavor while I'm eatin up the best of em Then put em in the pile with the of em When I flip it and hit it, brothers don't get it They me to kick it like others - forget it I tailor-made a for the microphone You can search the rap files but it's mine I won't get in to fit in the flow, won't simulate Now one of the best causes them to hate The freestyle master cause I'm a You ever and ask yourself how to outlast All before me and the many that came after The critics who dissed this I dimiss with Ain't no puzzle, put a on their face And watch the hype crowd I'm my thing, kid
(Man.. Alright, I see you're doin I can get that) Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid (I like 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 one more and let em know where it's comin from)
I with Sugarhill Gang, Run and Heavy D Eric B., Big Daddy Kane and Public >From '79 to '94, now longevity You got a with the flow, here's a remedy Just sit back, relax, in fact, try to it Cause I'm comin to back, you gotta wear it Ain't no sense goin against the Get yourself a surf, dude, ride the this ain't the regular style, ain't no competators, I'll Take out the negative just like a predator I'll Prey and on on and stay on the airwaves You heard I'm fallin or fell, it as hear-say no defense mechanism or criticism Capable of doin no 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 make it to the top) (Do thing, kid Do thing, kid Do thing, kid...)