rtist: Def Jef



Album:Just a Poet With Soul



Song: Do It Baby







Verse 1







I do work and I'm workin' it with the will of a warrior



I'll take on 54 of ya, nah, I'll even take more of ya



Competition is great, and keeps me in shape



And it's mentally stimulatin'



Competitors constantly contemplatin' challenge



Champion's written all on my face



And I'm smirkin', and lurkin' back in the back



Attacking and hacking and jacking



Smacking up losers that's lacking



Characteristics of poets, they blow it



Tryna show it, yo if I'm flowin' they know it, so it



Compels me to step and release the rhymes that I kept



In case of an urgent emergency then these words'd be weapons



Any discrepancy heard'll have to be handled in haste



At any pace when I step in the place, cos I came to do work







Verse 2







Lyrically thorough, I'm from the borough of Manhattan



And when I moved to the Bronx, then I got into rappin'



Funky beats would control me



It's like the mic would say hold me



I do a solo, me only



I'd be alone but not lonely, cos



Eric would back me



The only track would be doubles



And when the rappers attacked me



They'd end up buried in rubble, cos



We never took losses, opposing forces proceeded



But they retreated, receded, beat it defeated



We did repeat it as needed



Kept 'em seated and some felt cheated



Gave 'em all second tries and still I superseded



I'm a souped superior subsidiary of soul



I keep the crowd in control, cos I do work







Verse 3







I got a need and it's bleedin'



Inside of me to say words



Cos it's my choice and I'm voicin'



Just what I think should be heard



To a sleazy easy goin'



Lazy laid back track



The pace is slow, the bass is low



And yo, I'm ready to go



Do my job, I'm obligated, devoted and dedicated



And loaded and motivated to show that I know the way that it's



Supposed to be done, that's why I chose to become



Professional in this profession, droppin' rhymes on drums



It's automatic that static comes automatically to me



I've had it for longest been at it



So call it fad, it doesn't



Sweat me or get me uncivilized like a savage



I play it civil and give all I got to keep up the image of



Rap cos I happen to be a rapper and poet



Not just rappin' to be rappin' in case you didn't know it



Here's the deal, cos I feel



You oughta be up on what's new



With the rhyme it's time for me to do work



Cos I got work to do