Phony As Ya Wanna Be Lyrics

Phony As Ya Wanna Be lyrics

When I hold a mic in my hand, it's devotion

 Then I began flowing in a smooth steady motion

 Cause I'mcontended to know that I've invented

 Poetry which has been highly complimented

 Thus how I rhyme is what I feel on stage

 And from a fraction of a thought I can write a whole page

 I'll just pull a notebook from off the shelf

 And like Salt-N-Pepa I express myself

 To make most of you know me, and some of you don't

 But when it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't

 Arrange a battle, improve your style

 Against a brother with a totally different profile

 Most of you flake cold front ya flex

 And hesitate on rhymes that should've been Memorex

 But you forgot I remember you're an amateur

 Mystery worshipper, nowI prefer

 ThatI remind you or tease ya on who's the boss

 Cause you suffer amnesia, that's memory loss

 Well get this just as quiet as it's kept

 MC's on the chart from teh start has slept

 Let's shake them,wake them, they should be woke

 For what? They take MC'ing for a practical joke

 You don't have what it takes to be an MC

 Ya just as phony as ya wanna be

 

 You present yourself to be the quiet storm

 You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish form

 But as they say, yo, to each its own

 And to each one who plays with a microphone

 Abbreviate microphone and M.I.C.

 Meaning what, Myself, I, you see

 I invite those to battle me then they're through

 Bust it, i'mnot prejudiced you're invited too

 The rap convention or the MC show

 I have rhymes to block those who hit below

 The belt, that means biting a rhyme

 Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus save time

 Now who is known to uphold his own

 And words are heard like a strong baritone

 Freestyle techniques that's wild and bold

 That'll smile in your face and still come so cold

 That I'll freeze you to the point of non-defrost

 Now you're trapped in the Land Of The Lost

 Should I, could I, would I lose

 When it's a selfish sore loser like you I choose

 To roll your big eyes and suck your buck teeth

 Because you're upset that you ever caused beef

 Yo homeboy, I never meant to tease

 But it's a slaughter, can someone help him please

 Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen your belt

 Once The Genius gets heated up, suckers will melt

 Then after ya melt, ya start dripping like water

 Then you can say this was a Goddamn slaughter

 You don't have what it takes to be an MC

 Ya just phony as ya wanna be

 

 Ain't no rhymes like the one I got

 They put competitors in a trance, y'all

 Radio stations ran them a lot

 They made children play and dance y'all

 How dare ya mention you're an MC

 When the crowd disagrees on who claim to be

 Cause your battle piece are the rhymes you release

 And that only make the crowd boos increase

 Hey, may I say I'll stay a DJ

 MC who try to defeat me or portray

 One who claims he gain much respect

 But in a battle, straight up and down ya getting wrecked

 Cauise getting with me is definitely a slaughter

 Or diving in a pool head first without water

 So don't set yourself up to get brutalized

 That only happens when you're not energized

 Bit I'm so damn energized, I'm energetic

 That I can wreck a microphone 'til it's pathetic

 Oka, got it in your head, correct

 That I'm victoriouson any subect

 You disbelieve, then huh, call the title

 Then after one rhyme you'll be calling me your idol

 It's like..zap...another one on my jock strap

 Now you walk around praising my name

 Cause i'm slamming and I make you feel the pain

 You don't have what it takes to be an MC

 Ya just phony as ya wanna be