When I hold a mic in my hand, it's Then I flowing in a smooth steady motion Cause i'mcontended to that I've invented Poetry has been highly complimented Thus how I rhyme is I feel on stage And from a of a thought I can write a whole page I'll pull a notebook from off the shelf And like salt-n-pepa I express To make most of you know me, and of you don't But when it comes to challenging, I bet none of you won't Arrange a battle, improve your Against a brother with a totally profile Most of you cold front ya flex And hesitate on rhymes that should've been But you forgot I you're an amateur Mystery worshipper, nowi remind you or tease ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's loss Well get just as quiet as it's kept Mc's on the chart teh start has slept Let's them,wake them, they should be woke For what? they take mc'ing for a practical You have what it takes to be an mc Ya just as as ya wanna be
You present yourself to be the storm You're a littlesnake in a devilish form But as they say, yo, to each own And to each one who plays with a microphone and m.i.c. what, myself, i, you see I invite those to battle me then through it, i'mnot prejudiced you're invited too The rap or the mc show I have rhymes to those who hit below The belt, means biting a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus time Now who is known to his own And words are like a strong baritone Freestyle techniques that's and bold That'll smile in your and still come so cold That I'll freeze you to the point of Now you're in the land of the lost i, could i, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser you I choose To roll your big eyes and suck buck teeth Because you're upset you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I never meant to But it's a slaughter, can someone him please Feeling uncomfortable, loosen your belt Once the genius gets heated up, suckers melt Then after ya melt, ya start like water Then you can say was a goddamn slaughter You don't what it takes to be an mc Ya just as ya wanna be
no rhymes like the one I got They put in a trance, y'all Radio stations ran a lot They children play and dance y'all How ya mention you're an mc When the crowd on who claim to be your battle piece are the rhymes you release And that only make the crowd increase Hey, may I say stay a dj Mc who try to defeat me or One who he gain much respect But in a battle, straight up and down ya getting getting with me is definitely a slaughter Or diving in a head first without water So don't set yourself up to get That only happens when not energized Bit I'm so energized, I'm energetic I can wreck a microphone 'til it's pathetic Oka, got it in head, correct I'm victoriouson any subect You disbelieve, then huh, call the Then after one you'll be calling me your idol It's like..zap...another one on my strap Now you walk around praising my Cause I'm slamming and I make you the pain You don't have it takes to be an mc Ya phony as ya wanna be