[ ] This song out to my boy J-Dubs whos keepin it real over in Bradford Pa
It's the P-l-a-y, just to say hi you may I, tell you 'bout the day I up a microphone, a pad and a pen The of the Tramp begins The party host the most giving you a dose, see Needing instructions, so listen Two form, it makes you to step to him at the backdoor, girls by the bedroom The is Play, don't dare play me cheap The microphone is a and I'ma sweep ya Off feet with feelings that you never felt Another notch in the no secret, I like to freak with the best of them Then head to the in a test of men And when it's done and said and said and gonna be the victorious one
[ ] Dope, it? He-he, I [ Kid ] Man, that mic! [ ] Oh, you some of this? [ Kid ] Yo, my turn [ ] Yeah, go for
[ Kid ] you can do, I can do better I can do better than you [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can Yes I can
[ Kid ] I'm never fessin, possessin the tools it takes to rock I think time for the new kid on the block With a style that's yet so unique I be stopped from reachin my peak Because givin my all and all, how I gotta live my prerogative, so you know I gotta give More for the dancefloor and I'ma give brain Kids and buzzin just like a chainsaw I em say: Damn man, that Kid, he's a grand man Cause I bust a handstand on Bandstand With these I with ease and make your mind freeze Straight out the 80s right the 90s Givin you the highs and lows a drama And if the got juice you know I'ma Keep whalin, you know I have you starin a Because the Kid's much more than and a smile
[ Kid ] There it is, the shit [ ] Oh, I see you all that now? [ Kid ] Yup And then [ ] Alright, it
[ ] Anything you can do, I can do
I can do anything than you [ Kid ] No you [ ] Yes I can [ Kid ] No you [ ] Yes I can [ Kid ] No you [ ] Yes I can Yes I can, boy
[ ] It's my and I rhyme if I want to Be careful and don't you to the front to Diss, cause I'ma dismiss a death kiss And you sorry that you ever stepped to this Microphone wizard, so come on, place bet Is it gonna be me or Why put your money on a sorry old poor When you can get behind a sure And me, the capital P on the hype tip One false move and get your ass whipped Just tell me how the rhymes and the sound You start feelin the pain till you touch ground Boy, you're way out, I'm ready to serve you If you can stay pass you by curfew at him, already a has-been Let Play say a rhyme that'll tuck your ass in
[ ] Huh Am I or what? [ Kid ] Man, you livin some of foul [ ] [ Kid ] Alright, two can play at game
[ Kid ] you can do, I can do better I can do anything better you [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can again..
[ Kid ] The boy's blowin smoke what he wanna be But it isn't and wasn't and it ain't gonna be Possible, cause I got lots of And when you rhyme - ooh, there's lots of When it time to step to a mic I don't sit around Play, you know I don't Kid So come with it, boy, even hide your best Cause 'Kid' spelled describes you best Look around, watch the people clap hands in As the momentum swings you to me You a challenge, yeah, you do it up to the stage - too late, I blew it up The knowledge to build, filled with excellence You heard the rhyme, you been petro ever There's no the words that I laid out You Play, you just got Played out