When I a mic in my hand, it's devotion Then I began flowing in a smooth motion I'mcontended to know that I've invented Poetry which has been complimented Thus how I rhyme is what I on stage And from a fraction of a I can write a whole page I'll just pull a notebook off the shelf And like I express myself To make most of you know me, and of you don't But when it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you a battle, improve your style Against a brother with a different profile Most of you cold front ya flex And hesitate on rhymes should've been Memorex But you forgot I remember an amateur Mystery worshipper, prefer remind you or tease ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's loss Well get this as quiet as it's kept MC's on the chart from teh has slept Let's shake them,wake them, they should be For what? They take MC'ing for a joke You have what it takes to be an MC Ya as phony as ya wanna be
You present to be the quiet storm You're a littlesnake in a devilish form But as say, yo, to each its own And to each one who plays with a Abbreviate and M.I.C. what, Myself, I, you see I invite to battle me then they're through Bust it, prejudiced you're invited too The rap convention or the MC I have rhymes to those who hit below The belt, means biting a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and save time Now who is known to his own And words are heard a strong baritone techniques that's wild and bold That'll smile in your and still come so cold That I'll you to the point of non-defrost Now you're trapped in the Of The Lost I, could I, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser like you I To roll big eyes and suck your buck teeth Because you're upset that you ever beef Yo homeboy, I meant to tease But it's a slaughter, can help him please Feeling uncomfortable, loosen your belt Once The Genius heated up, suckers will melt Then ya melt, ya start dripping like water you can say this was a Goddamn slaughter You don't have it takes to be an MC Ya just phony as ya be
Ain't no like the one I got They put in a trance, y'all Radio ran them a lot They made children and dance y'all How dare ya mention an MC When the crowd on who claim to be Cause your battle are the rhymes you release And that only make the boos increase Hey, may I say I'll a DJ MC who try to me or portray One who claims he much respect But in a battle, straight up and ya getting wrecked Cauise getting me is definitely a slaughter Or diving in a pool head without water So don't set yourself up to get That only when you're not energized Bit I'm so damn energized, I'm That I can wreck a microphone it's pathetic Oka, got it in your head, I'm victoriouson any subect You disbelieve, then huh, the title Then after one rhyme you'll be calling me your It's like..zap...another one on my strap Now you around praising my name Cause i'm and I make you feel the pain You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya phony as ya wanna be