When I hold a mic in my hand, it's devotion

Then I began flowing in a smooth steady motion

Cause I'mcontended to know that I've invented

Poetry which has been highly complimented

Thus how I rhyme is what I feel on stage

And from a fraction of a thought I can write a whole page

I'll just pull a notebook from off the shelf

And like Salt-N-Pepa I express myself

To make most of you know me, and some of you don't

But when it comes to cold challenging, I bet none of you won't

Arrange a battle, improve your style

Against a brother with a totally different profile

Most of you flake cold front ya flex

And hesitate on rhymes that should've been Memorex

But you forgot I remember you're an amateur

Mystery worshipper, nowI prefer

ThatI remind you or tease ya on who's the boss

Cause you suffer amnesia, that's memory loss

Well get this just as quiet as it's kept

MC's on the chart from teh start has slept

Let's shake them,wake them, they should be woke

For what? They take MC'ing for a practical joke

You don't have what it takes to be an MC

Ya just as phony as ya wanna be

You present yourself to be the quiet storm

You're a sneaky littlesnake in a devilish form

But as they say, yo, to each its own

And to each one who plays with a microphone

Abbreviate microphone and M.I.C.

Meaning what, Myself, I, you see

I invite those to battle me then they're through

Bust it, i'mnot prejudiced you're invited too

The rap convention or the MC show

I have rhymes to block those who hit below

The belt, that means biting a rhyme

Yes, I'll wax you, tax you and plus save time

Now who is known to uphold his own

And words are