I’m What Is You’re What Wants To Be (45 King Remix)

Lyrics

Gather up all the bums and bring 'em to me And I'll see that they swing from the highest tree So every MC in the industry Sees what happens to a bum or a rap rookie It's not enough to be just an MC You've got to have some charm and personality A fresh appearance and wit, that's what'll make you a hit And if you don't have it, that's what you got to get Now first you call me daddy and I'll call you son Because you're from 1980 and I'm from day one I work with the men and you play with the boys Now ain't you glad that we left you some of our old toys Like the rhyme that you said, it was kinda fast You ain't the first to say one and you won't be the last And the clothes that you're wearing with a phony smile I used to wear back in the days when they was the style And your girl, she's kinda sexy, not bad at all I saw her last week and we had a ball Didn't you know that I knew her since she was a pup? That's why I'm first man out the dugout, you bat cleanup 'Cause I lead and you follow I'm today and you're tomorrow You're a stream and I'm the sea I'm what is and you're what wants to be To get the juice that I got you need more than a cup You might mayonnaise or mustard, you'll never ketchup The only thing we have in common is we both rap But you just joined the race and I'm in my twelfth lap I'm hot as a furnace and cool as the Fonz I'm taking all the gold, you rock the silver and bronze I'm Captain on a yacht while you just swim And you can have all the girls 'cause I got the women 'Cause I create and you learn And you get but I earn I'm not you, homeboy, and you ain't me I'm what is and you're what wants to be Hey you You got a big head, kid, hard as a rock or a boulder You're walking 'round town with a chip on your shoulder Feeling sorry for yourself 'cause you don't belong And now you're looking for a pigeon to put the blame on Try looking at yourself, I didn't close the doors And if you're out looking in, it ain't my fault, it's yours You're not down and you can't see why You don't rate with the great Casanova Fly I'm sympathetic to your problem but I can't reach you But there's one thing that I can do, and that is to teach you If you step out of line, my bodyguards will beat you To a pulp, and if you live I will eat you Like a meal and wash you down until you digest And if that don't prove you ain't nowhere near best Go to the bathroom with you in me, take my pants off and sit And drop you in the toilet with the rest of the shit You turd, you nerd, totally absurd Running 'round saying rhymes I already heard No weak MC could ever deal with me The sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be Now the top ain't something that your owner wanna achieve And my son, you'll never make it unless you believe It's a dream you have to follow from the time you're a kid And if you work, someday you'll make it just like I did Not say what you heard, look like what you seen Drop everybody else's style and start out clean Just be the best that you can be, that's what'll open the doors And nobody can say what's yours ain't yours Something worthwhile is hardly ever easy And number one ain't moving over for nobody The bottom line is, and if you're smart don't ignore it That nothing comes to you, you got to go for it Don't bite or copy Add something to what's going on already Be yourself and you'll see You'll be what is instead of what wants to be Like me