I ain't no joke I use to let the mic smoke Now I slam it when I'm done and
make sure it's broke When i'm gone I wrote this song cuz I won't
let Nobody press up and mess up to seen I set I like to stand in a crowd
and watch the people wonder damn Bu 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 or 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 ?Can be? 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 ?swit? 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 see I'll, 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