When I hold a mic in my hand, devotion I began flowing in a smooth steady motion Cause I'mcontended to know that invented which has been highly complimented Thus how I rhyme is what I on stage And from a of a thought I can write a whole page I'll just pull a from off the shelf And like Salt-N-Pepa I myself To make most of you know me, and some of you But when it to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't a battle, improve your style Against a with a totally different profile of you flake cold front ya flex And hesitate on that should've been Memorex But you forgot I remember an amateur Mystery worshipper, prefer ThatI you or tease ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's loss Well get this just as as it's kept MC's on the chart teh start has slept Let's shake them,wake them, they should be For what? take MC'ing for a practical joke You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya just as as ya wanna be
You present yourself to be the quiet You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish But as say, yo, to each its own And to one who plays with a microphone microphone and M.I.C. what, Myself, I, you see I invite to battle me then they're through Bust it, i'mnot prejudiced invited too The rap or the MC show I have rhymes to block those who hit The belt, that biting a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus time Now who is to uphold his own And words are heard like a baritone Freestyle that's wild and bold That'll in your face and still come so cold That I'll freeze you to the of non-defrost Now you're trapped in the Of The Lost Should I, could I, I lose When it's a selfish sore like you I choose To roll your big eyes and suck your teeth you're upset that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I never to tease But it's a slaughter, can someone him please uncomfortable, then loosen your belt Once The Genius gets heated up, will melt after ya melt, ya start dripping like water Then you can say this was a slaughter You don't have what it to be an MC Ya just phony as ya 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 dance How dare ya mention an MC When the disagrees on who claim to be your battle piece are the rhymes you release And that only make the crowd boos Hey, may I say stay a DJ MC who try to defeat me or One who claims he much respect But in a battle, straight up and ya getting wrecked Cauise getting with me is definitely a Or diving in a pool head first without So don't set yourself up to get That only when you're not energized Bit I'm so energized, I'm energetic That I can wreck a microphone it's pathetic Oka, got it in your head, That I'm victoriouson any You disbelieve, then huh, the title Then after one you'll be calling me your idol like..zap...another one on my jock strap Now you around praising my name Cause i'm and I make you feel the pain You don't have it takes to be an MC Ya just as ya wanna be