Let's just go, man Is it recording? Yeah, let's just rhyme out our ass Bout to kick a rhyme right outta my head Mic check one two Mic check one two Mic check one two

Here I go in the place to be, rhyming like this on the M-I-C Here's the way that I rhyme so naturally, and actually When I grab the mic, all the people say "M&M, you're one of the funkiest MC's out today And I say "I agree", because I am a funky dope slamming MC I slam them back, daddy, eveytime I grab the mic and say I wanna rap, daddy But you can't, because I take it Grab the mic and after I'm done, I break it When I'm done, I just slam the Microphone and cram it right in your asshole Because 'asshole' and 'cram the' didn't rhyme, but that's alright 'cause I'm jamming On the microphone 'cause I'm slamming, busting out lyrics and you like to examine My style that I'm doing, but if you step to me pursuing, I'll ruin All your hopes and dreams, 'cause I work with my man, he's on my team My man Manix is on my side every time the (?) they say "Damn, how'd you make a beat like that ma'am?" And I say "I'm not a ma'am, I'm a sir", and if you step to me your eyes'll be blurred

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Mic check one two Do unto others as you would have them do to you No, that's not the way I work because When I rhyme I'm a jerk I grab the mic and start dissing All these MC's and try to put them into submission Take them out for the count because the amount I throw is so deaf Word! Deaf didn't rhyme but I On your windshield just like a turd Every time that I rhyme you know that I'm Going to climb to the tip tip top and I'm Not going to stop 'cause I grab the mic and dop-da dop dop I fucked up, but that's alright because my luck's up No it's not, 'cause here I am, I got a lot to give And I don't live positive Now I'm not saying I'm negative But if I grab the mic I do mega kits Every time that I grab the mic you know that M&M is gonna be rolling his tongue just like this And then I go do a funky rhyme and if any MC steps up he gets fucking dissed Bad, don't call me dad Vanilla Ice said that, that made me mad So when I step to the mic Know that I gotta clear my throat and excite I'm trying to get the mic cord away from the stereo so I can bust some material I take it around my leg, and then all the MC's wanna beg And say "Yo, please give me a turn!" I say "No" because it's my turn to burn And I bust a rhyme like this and you can't step to a rhyme that I do 'cause you're dissed! You're dissed so bad every time Sure, he don't get a turn, and he's starting to get mad but I'm Just going to take the mic, I'm not gonna give it to him because I am So damn hyped in the place to be Rhyming like this 'cause I'm an MC Rhyming so deaf to the happy ass beat It's kinda gay like Liberace but hey Listen to the words that I display every time I kick a rhyme this way You know that the star is worthwhile, every time I grab the mic I'm longer than I mile

I waste no time, when I can't flip I caper I cut your butt up like G Floyd like paper When I bust a rhyme I'm a stud That's what I like to say, jump on my pud Girly girly, would you like to fuck me fuck me in my house early? Or late, I don't care, let's make a date 'cause I don't pump weights to get dates Just because I'm huge, I bust a lyric But I get greedy like a Scrooge When I grab the mic it's kinda stingy I kick rhymes that ain't dingy When I bust I'm like forcillin You try to grab the mic and force it again But you can't 'cause you are speechless And I get sandy like teachers I get sandy, I grab the mic handy It's so I can get candy When I bust the shit I get like a noogie Then I boogie, boogie on down because Every time that I kick a rhyme I just 'dud' I meant to say 'do', but I got an addiction to friction every time I kick non-fiction Non-fiction science, every time I grab the mic I got the alliance Right behind me stepping into the 90's, you know you'll try me and you'll die, G So don't even try it, I don't buy it, so you'd better keep quiet 'Cause you're into it, ain't nothing but to do it

You'd better catch up 'cause you're trailing You'd better put springs in your ass and jump like Van Halen Every (time I bust a) rhyme I get like a panther if you're lying that slander 'Cause you're lying like Berry Saunders, every time I grab the mic I get married and I Like to kick a rhyme that I pick Every time I pick the mic up I stick A dick right up your ass like a faggot You're gonna die, be crawling with maggots Every time I dread you like hair, I said you'd better get (?) on your underwear You'd better run, 'cause if you don't Afraid you'll be seeing a ghost like a Rake You ain't an eighth of me, every time I grab the mic girls try to act so faithfully But I say "No, don't be a fan. Just try to step to my dick and act like a man" No, that don't make no sense but every time I cut class like a pair of scissors I get so damn hyped On the mic, 'cause every time I step to the forefront I like To wonder on to something that I'm drawn to Every time I grab the mic and pass it to Sean he Gets so deaf but I'm not gonna pass it yet 'Cause I burn like acid vet, word! I'm a stick like a trident 'cause you need guidance