| I ain't no joke, | |
| I used to let the mic smoke | |
| Now I slam it when | |
| I'm done and make sure it's broke | |
| When i'm gone no one gets on cuz | |
| I won't let | |
| Nobody press up and mess up to scene | |
| I set I like to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damn | |
| But think about it then you'll understand | |
| I'm just an addict addicted to music | |
| Maybe it's a habit, | |
| I gotta use it | |
| Even if it's jazz on the quiet storm | |
| I hook a beat up convert it in a hip-hop form | |
| Write a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me in | |
| Deep concentration cuz | |
| I'm no comedian | |
| Jokers are wild if you wanna be tame | |
| I treat you like a child then you're gonna be named | |
| Another enemy, not even a friend of me | |
| Cuz you'll get fried in the end if you pretend to be | |
| Competing cuz | |
| I just put your mind on pause | |
| And I can beat you when you compare my rhyme wit yours | |
| I wake you up and as | |
| I stare in your face you seem stun | |
| Remember me, the one you got your idea from | |
| But soon you start to suffer but you only get rougher | |
| When you start to stutter that's when you had enuff of | |
| Biting it, | |
| I make you choke, you can't provoke | |
| You can't cope, you should of broke cuz | |
| I ain't no joke | |
| I got a question, it's serious as cancer | |
| Who can keep the average dancer | |
| Hyper as a heart attack nobody smiling | |
| Cuz you're expressing the rhyme that | |
| I'm styling | |
| This is what we all sit down to write | |
| You can't make it so you take it home, break it and bite | |
| Use pieces and bits of all the hip-hop hits | |
| Get the style down pack then it's time to switch | |
| Put my tape on pause and add some more to yours | |
| Then you figure you're ready for the neighborhood chores | |
| The E-M-C- | |
| E-E don't even try to be | |
| When you come up to speak, don't even lie to me | |
| You like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate | |
| Then change the rhyme around, that can aggravate me | |
| So when you see me come up, freeze | |
| Or you'll be one of those 7 | |
| MC's They think that | |
| I'm a new jack but only if they knew that | |
| They who think wrong are they who can't do that | |
| Style that | |
| I'm doing, they might ruin | |
| Patterns of paragraphs based on you and | |
| Your offbeat | |
| DJ, if anything he play | |
| Sound familiar, | |
| I'll wait til | |
| E say Play 'em, so | |
| I'ma have to dis and broke | |
| You could get a smack for this, | |
| I ain't no joke | |
| I hold the microphone like a grudge | |
| B'll hold the record so the needle don't budge | |
| I hold a conversation cuz when | |
| I invent I nominated my | |
| DJ the presdient | |
| When I'm senile, people freestyle, going steadily | |
| So pucker up and whistle my melody | |
| But whatever you do, don't miss one | |
| They'll be another rough rhyme after this one | |
| Before you know it, you're following and fiending | |
| Waiting for the punchline to get the meaning | |
| Like before the middle of my story | |
| I'm telling | |
| Nobody beats the | |
| R so stop yelling | |
| Save it, put it in your pocket for later | |
| Cuz I'm moving the crowd and be a record fader | |
| No interruptions and the mic is broke | |
| When I'm gone, then you can joke | |
| Cuz everything is real on a serious tip | |
| Keep playing and | |
| I varies quick | |
| And take you for a walk through hell | |
| Feed your dome then watch your eyeballs swell | |
| Guide you out of triple stage darkness | |
| When it get dark again then | |
| I'ma spark this | |
| Microphone cuz the heat is on, you see smoke | |
| And I'm finish when the beat is gone, | |
| I'm no joke |
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