When I hold a mic in my hand, devotion Then I began flowing in a smooth steady I'mcontended to know that I've invented Poetry has been highly complimented how I rhyme is what I feel on stage And a fraction of a thought I can write a whole page I'll just a notebook 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 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 ya flex And hesitate on rhymes should've been Memorex But you I remember you're an amateur worshipper, nowI prefer ThatI remind you or ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's loss 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? take MC'ing for a practical joke You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya as phony as ya wanna be
You present yourself to be the quiet You're a littlesnake 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 to battle me then they're through Bust it, i'mnot prejudiced you're too The rap or the MC show I have rhymes to block who hit below The belt, that means a rhyme Yes, wax you, tax you and plus save time Now who is known to his own And words are heard like a baritone techniques that's wild and bold That'll smile in your face and come so cold I'll freeze you to the point of non-defrost Now trapped in the Land Of The Lost Should I, could I, would I When it's a selfish loser like you I choose 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 someone help him Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen your Once The Genius heated up, suckers will melt Then after ya melt, ya start like water Then you can say this was a slaughter You have what it takes to be an MC Ya phony as ya wanna be
Ain't no like the one I got They put in a trance, y'all Radio stations ran a lot They made children play and y'all How ya mention you're an MC the crowd disagrees on who claim to be Cause your battle are the rhymes you release And that only the crowd 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 ya getting wrecked Cauise with me is definitely a slaughter Or in a pool head first without water So don't set yourself up to get That only happens when not energized Bit I'm so damn energized, I'm 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 one rhyme you'll be calling me your idol It's like..zap...another one on my strap Now you walk praising my name Cause i'm and I make you feel the pain You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya just as ya wanna be