This is how it's 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
It's 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 n' move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me or stick n' move
Emcees dogging me since the first day I grabbed the mic
Now it's like Sit! Stay!
Cobra Kai flystyles I'm 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 you'll 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 n' move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me or stick n' move
Stickin / rock your whole clique and I'm wicked,
Movin / boomin of our tunes and you’re grooving
(REPEAT)
Now I see what I have, I want you
Be with me or stick n' move
Now I see what I had, I want you
Be with me or stick n' move
