When I a mic in my hand, it's devotion Then I began in a smooth steady motion Cause to know that I've invented which has been highly 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 a notebook 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 comes to cold challenging, I bet 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 that should've been Memorex But you forgot I you're an amateur worshipper, nowI prefer ThatI remind you or tease ya on the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, memory loss Well get this as quiet as it's kept MC's on the chart from teh start has Let's them,wake them, they should be woke For what? They take for a practical joke You have 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 they say, yo, to its own And to each one who with a microphone microphone and M.I.C. what, Myself, I, you see I invite those to battle me they're through Bust it, prejudiced you're invited too The rap or the MC show I rhymes to block those who hit below The belt, means biting a rhyme Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus save Now who is to uphold his own And are heard like a strong baritone Freestyle techniques that's and bold That'll smile in your face and still so cold That I'll freeze you to the point of Now you're trapped in the Of The Lost Should I, I, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser you I choose To roll your big eyes and suck buck teeth Because you're that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I meant to tease But it's a slaughter, can someone him please uncomfortable, then loosen your belt Once The gets heated up, suckers will melt after ya melt, ya start dripping like water Then you can say this was a Goddamn You don't have what it to be an MC Ya just phony as ya be
Ain't no like the one I got put competitors in a trance, y'all Radio ran them a lot They made children play and y'all How dare ya you're an MC When the crowd on who claim to be Cause your battle piece are the rhymes you And that make the crowd boos increase Hey, may I say I'll 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 water So don't set up to get brutalized That only happens when not energized Bit I'm so damn energized, I'm I can wreck a microphone 'til it's pathetic Oka, got it in your head, That I'm any subect You disbelieve, then huh, call the Then after one rhyme you'll be calling me idol like..zap...another one on my jock strap Now you walk around praising my i'm slamming and I make you feel the pain You don't have what it to be an MC Ya phony as ya wanna be