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