[ ] This song goes out to my boy whos keepin it real over in Bradford Pa
It's the P-l-a-y, just to say hi Askin you may I, you 'bout the day I up a microphone, a pad and a pen The legend of the Tramp The party with the most giving you a dose, see Needing instructions, so listen Two lines form, it you to step to him at the backdoor, girls by the bedroom The name is Play, dare play me cheap The microphone is a broom and I'ma ya Off your with feelings that you never felt Another notch in the It's no secret, I like to freak with the best of Then head to the stage in a of men And when it's done and and said and done Play's gonna be the one
[ ] Dope, it? He-he, I [ Kid ] Man, that mic! [ ] Oh, you want some of [ Kid ] Yo, my turn [ ] Yeah, go for
[ Kid ] you can do, I can do better I can do anything 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 that it takes to I it's time for the new kid on the block With a style wild yet so unique I can't be stopped from my peak givin my all and all, that's how I gotta live It's my prerogative, so you know I gotta More for the dancefloor and I'ma brain sore Kids revin and buzzin just like a I make em say: Damn man, that Kid, he's a man I bust a handstand on American Bandstand With these I please ease and make your mind freeze out the 80s right into the 90s Givin you the highs and lows like a And if the got juice you know I'ma Keep whalin, you know I have you a while the Kid's much more than hair and a smile
[ Kid ] There it is, the hype [ ] Oh, I see you all that now? [ Kid ] Yup And some [ ] Alright, it
[ ] you can do, I can do better
I can do better 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, I'ma dismiss with a death kiss And make you sorry you ever stepped to this Microphone wizard, so come on, your bet Is it gonna be me or Why put your money on a sorry old poor When you can get behind a thing 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 cuts You won't start feelin the pain till you ground Boy, you're goin way out, I'm ready to you If you can I'll pass you by curfew Look at him, already a Let Play say a rhyme that'll tuck your ass in
[ ] Huh Am I paid or [ Kid ] Man, you livin kind of foul [ ] [ Kid ] Alright, two can at this game
[ Kid ] Anything you can do, I can do I can do anything than 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 'bout what he be But it isn't and wasn't and it ain't gonna be Possible, cause I got of pull And when you rhyme - ooh, there's lots of When it comes time to step to a mic I don't sit Play, you know I don't Kid So come with it, boy, don't even your best 'Kid' spelled backwards describes you best Look around, watch the people hands in unity As the momentum swings you to me You a challenge, yeah, you do it up Step to the - too late, I blew it up The to build, just filled with excellence You heard the rhyme, you been petro since There's no missin the words that I out You didn't Play, you just got out