or something Yo Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere From New Jerz straight talk, america's best Co' Island
like doorknobs Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever However, I stay Coogi down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks And my jam knock
of hand Yeah, you know it gets full blown I never said that you mean the world to me Maybe it's best that you never know Yo, I'm like Malcom out the
on this is stupid My thought's deep like the upright acustic Bass, Cold Crush like Charlie Chase To keep the ladies grindin like a slow jam You just a slow-jam
other since day one Aha, let's keep it together [Run] Now we've been all around the world From the corner of the block to the top of the world and back
facial Disgraceful tasteless racist faces Get out my face, don't bass, don't waste my time my brother, I'm not color blind I walk the face of the Earth, face death face the best
rock your spot I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you
like Dr. Seuss or Mother Goose Sucker MC's like punks who are picking flowers Go for yours, WE WENT FOR OURS! [Jam Master Jay cuts] [both] Start at 3, end at 6 Jam
ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude And then they ask ?What in the world is you provin?? What, when you already the best? And what the
the people with a attitude Hiss me and slipped in my lane I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed And yes, The best
world (the whole world) And now I sing sing sing sing cause I'm sitting on top of the world And now I sing sing sing sing sitting on top of the world
a Def Jam check She had some big ass breasts I had to catch her like a shortstop on the Mets A nigga high off a dime from Gates and Best Remember grandmother
deal You're only as fresh as your ass feel Other MC's, you are bound to fall Cuz your real world is not a world at all [1] [Street] Drunken Master,
hating and wars, they thought I stay in, pshh Who you playing, I done went super saying This that, off the glass, off the floor, off the wall jam We in
worry 'bout my pockets Meanwhile I had Oprah chillin' in the projects Had her out in Bed-Stuy, chillin' on the steps Drinkin' quarter waters, I gotta be the best M.J. at Summer Jam
in my physical form since they was born I been singin with tears in my eyes as I perform for the whole world until I die like Confucious tell the world