Emcee

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Straight from New York, where Black music was modernized J-Live, all wise and civilized, always energized All rights reserved and recognized All rhymes supersized and come with fries FOR THE FAT SHIT! Stacked with fat backed opinions Pinpoint accurate reflections Timeless selections For your listening pleasures Where rhymes be the bars minutes or miles can measure Can you believe I do this shit for a living? Politic and positvin' and get paid for poems given On records, tapes, CDs, MP3s Radios, shows in the states and overseas, yo It's ill 'cause my role models are my peers now And my thoughts'll be in your ears for years now I'm trying to play my cards right 'Cause, despite joys and pains I felt, several hands were dealt Yet I live good, look good, eat good, dress good Stroke good, rest good Even if I didn't – I could think good, write good, s Sit good, rock good, no need to knock on wood Know why? 'Cause I'm a– [Hook: Scatchesb] "M... C" "E-M-C-E-E" [Verse 2] Know why? 'Cause I'm a Master of Ceremony Making a Comeback and Moving the Crowd with Mad Charisma Most of y'all Cornballs Mingle at Concerts Making a Claim but you know who is the ["MC"] More Concentration on My Cadence Might Cloud your mind Controlling your Movement Capaciously My Capacity to Massacre Crumbs And Motivate Change Most Certainly Makes you Consider me Champion, Microphone is Consistently Modelling Candor of Magnificence See My Conduct is Mute to Cajolery I Maintain with Clemency and Magnificence Cunning and Marvelous Crafty, yet Malevolent To all Cultivators of Mindless Crap I Really Recognize the Rude Ramblings of those Random Riff Raffs 'Cause they just Rap and I [Chorus: scratched] "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" [Verse 3: J-Live] ["M"] I gonna let you in on how I ["C"]? On the day to the day, doing what I do to these ["M"]-icroscopic size topic-ass ["C"]-nile naysayers think they can stop it, I ["M"]-ake money and made money, even when I ["C"]-ouldn't make music, I was still makin' dollars, and ["M"]-braced doubt, taking "no" as a vitamin ["C"] Constantly moving, motivating, improving, and ["M"] Many are called, but yet, few get chosen ["C"] Clowns posing and opposing get frozen ["M"] More often than not, I get hot Like ["C"]-4 on the stage, blowing up the spot Just for ["M"], her, you, and them – all of the above It's ["C"] contagious how the crowd show me love With a ["M"]-I-C in my hand, don't think it's true? Watch and ["C"], coming to a venue to you, I bet I make you say [Chorus: scratched] "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC" "The M" – "The C" – "The MC"