I throw my tape on And I watch ya Three second later I got ya shakin' your head Dancin' instead of sittin' The rhymes kick The beats hittin' you Just like a home run Slammin' like a slam dunk Riding the wave that James Brown gave funk It happened to James like it happened to me How you think I feel to see another MC Gettin' paid usin' my rap style And I'm playin' the background meanwhile I ain't with that You can forget that You took my style I'm takin' it back I'm come back like "Return of the Jedi" Sucker MC's in the place that said I Could only rock rhymes Only rock crowds But never rock records
How ya like me now (x2)
Now brothers are riding me Like a pony I'm no phony I'm the only real micaroni Playin' the mic like it's supposed to be played New jacks,you all shoulda stayed out of the business What is this,amateur night at the Apollo? Get off this stage,I'm in a rage Just like a lion trapped inside a cage I'm the real king , rap is a jungle I never understood,how could one go To a party,watch me,stand around and jock me Become a rapper,then try to rock me Scheming like a demon,you're screamin' and dreamin' I'm from the old school,I used to see men Dies for less,but I'm not living that way I'll let my mic do the talkin' And let the music play
How ya like me now (x2)
Rap is an art And I'm a Picasso But of course Why else would you try so Hard to paint a picture, and try to get ya Self in my shoes,but they won't fit ya I'm Bigger and Better,forget about Deffer Every time I rocked the mic,I left a Stain in your brain that will remain Stuck in the back of your brain till you see me Again,respect,I come correct The rhymes I select are nothing short of Vernacular's pure and I can insure Life od death with my breath,my voice is a cure I heal life from the words I spread I'll make a sick man rock on his death bed Sucker MC's , I'll make your girl say "ow" She's jockin'
How ya like me now (x2)
It irked my nerve When I heard A sucker rapper that I know I'll serve Run around town sayin' he is the best Is that a test? I'm not impressed Get real,you're nothin' but a toy Don't ya know I'll serve that boy Just like a waiter Hit'em with a place of These fresh rhymes and Make sure that he Pays the bill,and leave him standin' still When he's had enough,hit him with a refill And for dessert it won't be no ice cream I'm just gonna splatter and shatter his pipe dream Make him feel the wrath,beat him down and laugh Then when I finish them,I'm gonna ask him Who's the bests,and if he don't say "Moe Dee" I'll take my whip and make him call himself Toby Whip him good,then I'll make him sweat Talkin' about battles and never had a battle yet But if we ever did How could you beat me You're so petrified Even scared to meet me My word's the law That's why you don't beef You're nothing but a punk,track star,and a thief So I'm puttin' you on punishment Just like a child Never touch another mic
How ya like me now (x2)
I could continue There's more on the menu But relax 'cos I'm so far in you You had enough I know you're overstuffed If I keep going You'll be throwin' up Old rhymes I used to say Way back in the day When you used to come To my parties and pay Nobody's ever gonna rack me This I vow So all I wanna say is