When I hold a mic in my hand, 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 I feel on stage And from a fraction of a thought I can a whole page I'll just pull a notebook from off the And like I express myself To make most of you know me, and some of you But it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't Arrange a battle, your style Against a brother a totally different profile Most of you flake cold front ya And hesitate on rhymes that should've been But you I remember you're an amateur worshipper, nowi prefer Thati you or tease ya on who's the boss Cause you suffer amnesia, that's loss Well get this just as quiet as kept Mc's on the 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 as phony as ya wanna be
You present yourself to be the storm You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish But as they say, yo, to it's own And to each one who plays with a microphone and m.i.c. what, myself, i, you see I invite those to battle me then through it, i'mnot prejudiced you're invited too The rap convention or the mc I have to block those who hit below The belt, that means biting a Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and save time Now who is known to his own And words are heard like a strong Freestyle techniques wild and bold That'll smile in your face and still so cold That I'll you to the point of non-defrost Now trapped in the land of the lost i, could i, would I lose When it's a selfish sore loser like you I To roll your big eyes and suck 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 gets up, suckers will melt Then after ya melt, ya dripping like water Then you can say this was a slaughter You don't have it takes to be an mc Ya phony as ya wanna be
Ain't no rhymes the one I got put competitors in a trance, y'all Radio ran them a lot made children play and dance y'all How dare ya mention an mc When the disagrees on who claim to be Cause your piece 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 he gain much respect But in a battle, straight up and down ya wrecked Cauise getting with me is definitely a Or diving in a pool head first without So don't set up to get brutalized That only happens when you're not Bit I'm so energized, I'm energetic I can wreck a microphone 'til it's pathetic Oka, got it in your head, I'm victoriouson any subect You disbelieve, huh, call the title Then after one rhyme you'll be calling me 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 have what it to be an mc Ya phony as ya wanna be