It's how you say it
 Give me a microphone
 On stage, I'll display it
 Playing me right and you'll get played out
 Like Polka dots and people will shout
 Dirty words cause you're a nerd
 I'm first, you're third
 It's absurd to think that you heard
 Better rhymes than these
 I'm bringing sucker MC's, down to their knees
 Tease your thoughts like a feather to atoe
 Although the beat seems slow
 My groove will still flow
 My rhymes are soulful art
 That makes your heart dance
 Melodic tones move your mind to a quick trance
 Everytime I rhyme I find the audience is
 Mine, caught by every line
 Sparkle like a gem with my golden voice

 POSSE: "Why do they love you man?"

 I'm the people's choice

 CHORUS
 I wanna thank you for lettin' me
 Be myself
 I wanna thank you, uh
 Thank you baby

 I wanna thank you for lettin' me
 Be myself
 I wanna thank you, uh
 Thank you baby
 Let's swing it

 Step aside or you'll get stepped on
 Cause I'm steppin' real hard an my rhymes
 are real strong
 Just like Atilla, an MC killer
 A crowd thriller, no once chiller than the man
 With the mic in his hand, I"m a trip
 All the girls on my tip
 Fellas are jealous so I put in the clip
 Of my 9-millimeter, GLOCK at my hip
 fifteen shells all over the place
 They would chase, if it wouldn't disgrace
 The date that they came with
 Cause that would be a dis
 Tsk, tsk, they don't know what they missed
 A chance to dance with the man with
 The golden voice

 POSSE: "Why do they love you, man?"

 I'm the people's choice

 CHORUS

 Sucker MC's - I scare 'em
 Girlies - I gotta love 'em
 Rhymes - comin' out of my ears
 the competition - in tears
 Slick dance moves - by the dozens
 Battles - please step up 'cause I love 'em
 Settin' up suckers like pins on a bowling ball
 And you're gonna fall
 You won't hit, it's a bottomless pit
 Of rhymes, comin' straight from the mind
 Of a genius, and I can't be modest
 When I make a threat, you bet I keep it
 Like a promise, so
 Shake like a leaf when you see me comin'
 Frankly, you're better off runnin', fast
 And don't look back, wack
 Go take a nap, get off that crack, jack
 Crowds move by the sound of my golden voice

 POSSE: "Why do they love you, man?"

 I'm the people's choice

 CHORUS