[Verse 1] It's not what you say, It's how you say it Give me a microphone, On stage, I'll display it Playing me right and you'll get played out Like polka dots and people will shout Dirty words cause you're a nerd I'm first, you're third It's absurd to think that you heard Better rhymes than these I'm bringing sucker mc's, down to their knees Tease your thoughts like a feather to a toe Although the beat seems slow My groove will still flow My rhymes are soulful art That makes your heart dance Melodic tones move your mind to a quick trance Everytime I rhyme I find the audience is Mine, caught by every line Sparkle like a gem with my golden voice
Posse: "Why do they love you man?"
I'm the people's choice
[Hook] I wanna thank you for lettin' me Be myself I wanna thank you, uh Thank you baby I wanna thank you for lettin' me Be myself I wanna thank you, uh Thank you baby Let's swing it
[Verse 2] Step aside or you'll get stepped on Cause I'm steppin' real hard an my rhymes Are real strong Just like atilla, An mc killer A crowd thriller, No once chiller than the man With the mic in his hand, I'm a trip All the girls on my tip Fellas are jealous so I put in the clip Of my 9-millimeter, Glock at my hip Fifteen shells all over the place They would chase, If it wouldn't disgrace The date that they came with Cause that would be a dis Tsk, Tsk, They don't know what they missed A chance to dance with the man with The golden voice
Posse: "why do they love you, man?"
I'm the people's choice
Chorus
[Verse 3] Sucker mc's - I scare 'em Girlies - I gotta love 'em Rhymes - Comin' out of my ears The competition - In tears Slick dance moves - By the dozens Battles - Please step up cause I love 'em Settin' up suckers like pins on a bowling ball And you're gonna fall You won't hit, It's a bottomless pit Of rhymes, Comin' straight from the mind Of a genius, And I can't be modest When I make a threat, You bet I keep it Like a promise, So Shake like a leaf when you see me comin' Frankly, You're better off runnin', Fast And don't look back, Wack Go take a nap, get off that crack, Jack Crowds move by the sound of my golden voice