When I hold a mic in my hand, it's I began flowing in a smooth steady motion Cause i'mcontended to that I've invented Poetry which has highly complimented how I rhyme is what I feel on stage And from a fraction of a thought I can write a page I'll pull a notebook from off the shelf And like salt-n-pepa I myself To make most of you know me, and some of you But it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't Arrange a battle, improve your Against a brother with a totally different Most of you flake cold front ya And on rhymes that should've been memorex But you I remember you're an amateur Mystery worshipper, prefer remind you or tease ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's memory Well get this just as quiet as it's on the chart from teh start has slept Let's shake them,wake them, they be woke For what? they take mc'ing for a joke You don't have it takes to be an mc Ya as phony as ya wanna be
You present yourself to be the storm You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish But as say, yo, to each it's own And to each one who plays with a Abbreviate and m.i.c. what, myself, i, you see I invite those to battle me then through Bust it, prejudiced you're invited too The rap convention or the mc I have rhymes to those who hit below The belt, that biting a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus time Now who is known to his own And words are heard like a strong techniques that's wild and bold That'll smile in your face and come so cold That freeze you to the point of non-defrost Now you're trapped in the land of the Should i, could i, would I When it's a selfish sore loser you I choose To roll big eyes and suck your buck teeth Because upset that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I never meant to But it's a slaughter, can someone help him Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen belt Once the genius gets heated up, suckers will Then after ya melt, ya dripping like water Then you can say this was a slaughter You don't have what it to be an mc Ya just as ya wanna be
Ain't no rhymes the one I got They put in a trance, y'all Radio ran them a lot They made children play and y'all How dare ya you're an mc When the crowd on who claim to be Cause your battle piece are the you release And that only make the boos increase Hey, may I say stay a dj Mc who try to me or portray One who claims he much respect But in a battle, straight up and down ya getting Cauise getting with me is a slaughter Or in a pool head first without water So don't set yourself up to get That happens when you're not energized Bit I'm so energized, I'm energetic That I can wreck a microphone 'til pathetic Oka, got it in head, correct I'm victoriouson any subect You disbelieve, then huh, the title Then after one you'll be calling me your idol It's like..zap...another one on my jock Now you walk praising my name Cause I'm slamming and I make you feel the You don't what it takes to be an mc Ya just as ya wanna be