When I hold a mic in my hand, it's Then I began flowing in a smooth motion Cause I'mcontended to know that invented Poetry which has highly complimented Thus how I is what I feel on stage And from a fraction of a I can write a whole page I'll just pull a from off the shelf And like Salt-N-Pepa I express To make most of you me, and some of you don't But when it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you Arrange a battle, improve your Against a with a totally different profile Most of you flake cold ya flex And hesitate on rhymes should've been Memorex But you forgot I remember you're an 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 from teh start has Let's shake them,wake them, they be woke For what? take MC'ing for a practical joke You don't have it takes to be an MC Ya just as as ya wanna be
You present to be the quiet storm You're a sneaky in a devilish form But as they say, yo, to its own And to each one who plays with a Abbreviate and M.I.C. what, Myself, I, you see I invite those to me then they're through it, i'mnot prejudiced you're invited too The rap convention or the MC I have rhymes to those who hit below The belt, that means biting a Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus save Now who is to uphold his own And words are heard like a baritone Freestyle techniques that's and bold That'll smile in your face and come so cold That I'll freeze you to the of non-defrost Now you're in the Land Of The Lost Should I, I, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser like you I To roll your big eyes and your buck teeth you're upset that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I never to tease But it's a slaughter, can help him please Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen belt Once The Genius gets heated up, will melt Then after ya melt, ya start dripping water Then you can say this was a Goddamn You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya phony as ya wanna be
Ain't no like the one I got put competitors in a trance, y'all Radio ran them a lot They made play and dance y'all How dare ya you're an MC When the crowd disagrees on who to be Cause your piece are the rhymes you release And that only make the crowd boos Hey, may I say I'll a DJ MC who try to defeat me or One who claims he gain much But in a battle, straight up and ya getting wrecked Cauise getting me is definitely a slaughter Or diving in a pool head first 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 a microphone 'til it's pathetic Oka, got it in your head, That I'm any subect You disbelieve, then huh, the title Then after one rhyme be calling me your idol It's like..zap...another one on my strap Now you walk around my name Cause i'm and I make you feel the pain You don't have what it to be an MC Ya just phony as ya be