When I hold a mic in my hand, it's Then I began in a smooth steady motion Cause I'mcontended to know that invented Poetry has been highly complimented Thus how I rhyme is what I feel on And from a fraction of a thought I can a whole page I'll just pull a from off the shelf And like Salt-N-Pepa I express To make most of you know me, and of you don't But it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't a battle, improve your style Against a brother with a different profile Most of you flake front ya flex And hesitate on rhymes should've been Memorex But you forgot I remember an amateur Mystery worshipper, nowI 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 on the chart from teh start has slept Let's shake them,wake them, they be woke For They take MC'ing for a practical joke You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya just as phony as ya be
You yourself to be the quiet storm You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish But as say, yo, to each its own And to each one who plays a microphone Abbreviate and M.I.C. what, Myself, I, you see I those to battle me then they're through Bust it, i'mnot you're invited too The rap or the MC show I have rhymes to block those who hit The belt, that means a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus save Now who is to uphold his own And words are heard like a strong Freestyle techniques that's and bold That'll in your face and still come so cold I'll freeze you to the point of non-defrost Now trapped in the Land Of The Lost Should I, I, would I lose When a selfish sore loser like you I choose To roll your big eyes and suck your buck you're upset that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I meant to tease But it's a slaughter, can someone help him Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen belt Once The Genius gets heated up, suckers melt Then after ya melt, ya start like water Then you can say was a Goddamn slaughter You don't what it takes to be an MC Ya just phony as ya be
no rhymes like the one I got They put in a trance, y'all stations ran them a lot They made children and dance y'all How dare ya mention an MC When the crowd disagrees on who to be Cause your battle piece are the you release And that only make the crowd boos Hey, may I say I'll a DJ MC who try to me or portray One who claims he gain much But in a battle, straight up and ya getting wrecked Cauise getting with me is definitely a Or diving in a pool first without water So set yourself up to get brutalized That only happens you're not energized Bit I'm so damn energized, I'm That I can wreck a microphone 'til pathetic Oka, got it in your head, That I'm any subect You disbelieve, then huh, call the Then after one rhyme be calling me your idol It's like..zap...another one on my jock Now you walk around my name Cause i'm slamming and I make you the pain You have what it takes to be an MC Ya just as ya wanna be