EPMD

EPMD - It's My Thing lyrics

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New York
 straight talk America's best Cold Wild Long Island is where we rest
 The style
 of the rap makes your hands clap Take care  sucker  'cause the lines
 are
 strapped They mean business  no time for play If you bite a line  they
 blow
 you away The more you bite  your body gets hot Don't get too cold
 because you
 might get shot Knowin' that my rhyme's like a poisonous rat Don't play
 dumb
 boy, you're smarter than that It's my thing The rhythmatic style keeps
 the
 rhymes flowin' The friends already bitin' without you knowin' You
 can't
 understand why your body's gettin' weaker Then you realize it's the
 voice
 from the speaker The mind becomes delirious Situation serious Don't
 get ill,
 go and get curious Enough about that, let's get on to somethin' better
 And if
 it gets warm, take off the hot sweater And if you want some water,
 I'll get
 you a cup And if you don't wantit, then burn the hell up I'm tellin'
 ya now,
 boy, you ain't jack Talkin' that junk like Mr. T is your back But he's
 not So
 don't act cute 'Cause if we do, you in high pursuit It's my thing
 As the song
 goes on, you will notice a change The way I throw down, the way I say
 my name
 The mike that I'm packin' is flame resistant So M.C.s be cool, and
 keep your
 distance When I walk into the party, girls are screamin' at me I park
 my mike
 in my holst' and the I yell, "Freeze" Music please Oh, where was I?
 Oh, yes
 Say a def rhyme then I burn the rest Everytime I rock a rhyme, I can
 tell
 that you like it The emotion is strong, like the mind of a psychic The
 mind
 is weary, floatin' like a dove Sweatin' the thing just like if you was
 makin'
 love Control the crowd so they can accept it Total concentration, it's
 the
 perfect method It's my thing The wack I subtract The strong I attack
 The ones
 who got the mike and freeze, I throw back I perfect and eject make
 M.C.s
 sweat Take 'em off on the mike then I tell 'em "Step" Not waiting or
 debating
 cause M.C.s keep hatin' Play me too close like two dogs mating Now
 let's get
 on with the rest of the lesson I don't really like it when suckers
 start
 messin' Tryin' to make a scene, talkin' very loud Talkin' more junk to
 attract a crowd You say you won the battle, your first mistake You get
 the
 quietest stuff like you was at a wake In the beginnin', ya knew ya
 wasn't
 winnin' Now you for shame, your hair starts bendin' Kind of upset,
 boy, I
 understand You lost again, I won goddamn It's my thing
 My funky fresh lyrics
 put you in a spirit I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear
 it The
 rhymes I design are right on time And at the crown of the mike, I
 flash a
 danger sign 'Cause I'm the thrilla of Manila, M.C. cold-killa Drink
 Budweiser, cannot stand Miller M.C.s cold-clockin' till the party's
 through
 Then they tap me on my shoulder, say "This Bud's for You" To be a real
 M.C.
 You can't be obedient To be smooth is the main ingredient You have to
 be
 silky like a Milky Way To be able to make it work, you rest and play I
 control the pace of the rate the rhymes goin' How loud I project and
 to where
 they're flowin' Slow, yes, just like they're oil The comparison is
 wave like
 the motion of water Smooth It's my thing While the record is spinnin'
 Got
 your fly-girly grinnin' MD is on the mike, ya know I'm only beginnin'
 Rod's
 fresh and fresh, you never heard me fess Scored a 110 on my M.C. test
 My
 rhymes are stronger than Tyson Hold an M.C. license When I grab the
 mike
 M.C.s get frightened I'm dangerous I need a cross and bones Lounge,
 homeboy,
 you in the danger zone What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin' Huh,
 ya
 mess around and we'll be fightin' It's all right if ya bite but don't
 recite
 Because the rhymes are mine and that ain't right But until then, just
 chill
 to the next episode Donald J, yo, release the close It's my thing
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Strictly Business (1988)

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