Album: How Ya Like Me Now
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
I’m like a lion that’s been 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 perfect
Vernacular’s pure and I can ensure
Life or 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»
And 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 nothing but a toy
Don’t ya know I’ll serve that boy?
Just like a waiter
Hit’em with a plate of These fresh rhymes and
Make sure that he Pay 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 dreams
Make him feel the wrath, beat him down and laugh
And when I finish, then I’m gonna ask him
«Who is the best?» 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
Always talkin' about battles and never had a battle yet
But if we ever did
How could you beat me?
You’re so petrified
You’re scared to even 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 I’ll relax 'cos I’m so far in you
You had enough
I know you’re overstuffed
And 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 rock me And this I vow
So all I wanna say is How ya like me now? (X2)
How ya like me now (fade out with echo)