Lyrics by Anthony “Moe Betta” Mobley
I’ll take seven Mc’s put ‘em in a line
Now just leave they ass there can’t none of rhyme
Then I’ll make ‘em clap to this here clean rhyme design
Like a microphone fiend goin? outta my mind
I am super star, put on a super show
Doin? it like the “R” I seek a deeper flow
I’m off the meter bro, I’m in your speakers yo
My speaking hit ‘em high… The rhythm hit ‘em low.
Follow the leader Moe ‘cause they be sprayin bull
No I don’t need the dough, already paid in full
Plus I got major pull. Don’t need a massive deal
Still I can move the crowd ‘Cause of my mass appeal
A yo we all day defiant, always supplyin’
Balance when challengin’ all paper lions
Always your highness, All day I’m flyin’
Always stay plottin’, always I’m tryin’
Whoa hey no violence! O.K. I’m lyin’
Killer Mc so all of your favorites dyin?
Causing a riot, obey the tyrant
Fee Fi Fo I am Andre The Giant
Steppin’ like I’m Coltrane, A love su-preme
My flow is cocaine cut up with propane
Heat up your whole vein. Create my own lane
Your flow is so lame, you in the slow lane
You are a no name. You don’t got no game
I’m more like Jor-dan. I win the whole thang!
Don’t mean to grandstand, but I’m a pro man!
You more like bandstand, I’m more like soul train.
I know you feelin? the heat the more real it gets.
Me, I’m just killin’ this piece to Cornelius!
Don dadda, cannot be bothered with no silliness
Godfather, make him an offer that’s so serious
Top Dollar, follow the flow that’s worth millions
I gotta, turn it to dough with brilliance
So if I’m up on the flow then I’m killin? it
And if you out on the floor then you?re feelin? it