[ ] This song goes out to my boy J-Dubs keepin it real over in Bradford Pa
It's the P-l-a-y, here 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 instructions, so listen closely Two form, it makes you to step to him Fellas at the backdoor, by the bedroom The name is Play, don't dare play me The microphone is a broom and I'ma ya Off your feet with that you never felt notch in the belt It's no secret, I like to with the best of them Then head to the stage in a of men And when it's and said and said and done gonna be the victorious one
[ ] Dope, it? He-he, I [ Kid ] Man, that mic! [ ] Oh, you want 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, the tools that it takes to rock I think time for the new kid on the block With a that's wild yet so unique I can't be stopped from my peak Because my all and all, that's how I gotta live It's my prerogative, so you know I gotta More for the dancefloor and give brain sore Kids revin and buzzin like a chainsaw I em say: Damn man, that Kid, he's a grand man Cause I bust a handstand on American With these I please with ease and your mind freeze out the 80s right into the 90s Givin you the highs and lows like a And if the mic's got you know I'ma Keep whalin, you know I you starin a while Because the Kid's much more than hair and a
[ Kid ] There it is, the shit [ ] Oh, I see Think you all now? [ Kid ] Yup And then [ ] Alright, it
[ ] Anything you can do, I can do
I can do anything better 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 party and I rhyme if I to Be and don't you step to the front to Diss, cause I'ma dismiss with a kiss And make you that you ever stepped to this wizard, so come on, place your bet Is it gonna be me or Why put your money on a sorry old thing When you can get behind a sure And that's me, the P on the hype tip One false and you'll get your ass whipped Just tell me how the rhymes and the cuts You won't start feelin the pain you touch ground Boy, you're goin way out, I'm to serve you If you can I'll pass you by curfew at him, already a has-been Let Uncle Play say a rhyme that'll your ass in
[ ] Huh Am I paid or [ Kid ] Man, you some kind of foul [ ] [ Kid ] Alright, two can play at this
[ Kid ] Anything you can do, I can do I can do better than you [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can [ ] No you [ Kid ] Yes I can again..
[ Kid ] The blowin smoke 'bout what he wanna be But it and wasn't and it ain't never gonna be Possible, I got lots of pull And when you - ooh, there's lots of bull it comes time to step to a mic I don't sit around Play, you I don't Kid around So with it, boy, don't even hide your best Cause 'Kid' spelled backwards 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 to build, just filled with excellence You heard the rhyme, you been ever since There's no missin the that I laid out You Play, you just got Played out