This is how its done, going for the title and crown
Renowned emcees surround as the beat breaks down
Into elements, bobbing of those the Buddha blessed
Finesse the M-I-C, the way it ought to be finessed, yes
Yes, am I the one to keep you on your toes?
Most definitely in my B-boy pose
Its the Electric Boogaloo with a slight twist
Touch your chin to your chest to the rhythm like this:
Now I see what I have, I want you
Be with me, or stick and move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me, or stick and move
Emcees dogging me since the first day I grabbed the mic
Now its like, Sit! Stay!
Cobra Kai flystyles, Im kicking
Sticking emcees real quick cause times ticking
At the drop of a tenpence, I let loose the venom
Sending a shot of verbal heat up in them
The ending is done, grab your family and run
Apocalyptic rhyme pattern taking shots at the sun
Record industry rule four thousand eighty-one
Question my intentions and your whole world is done
Like Forrest, youll run, turn your eyeballs into Saturn
Full Metal Jacket, fully auto-rhyme pattern
Now I see what I have, I want you
Be with me, or stick and move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me, or stick and move
Sticking, rock your whole clique and Im wicked
Moving, booming of our tunes and youre grooving
Sticking, rock your whole clique and Im wicked
Moving, booming of our tunes and youre grooving
Sticking, rock your whole clique and Im wicked
Moving, booming of our tunes and youre grooving
Sticking, rock your whole clique and Im wicked
Moving, booming of our tunes and youre grooving
Now I see what I have, I want you
Be with me or stick and move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me or stick and move