I Ain't No Joke
I aint no joke, I use to let the mic smoke
Now I slam it when Im done
And make sure its broke
When im gone no one gets on
Cuz I wont let
Nobody press up
And mess up the seen I set
I like to stand in a crowd
And watch the people wonder damn
But think about it then youll understand
Im just an addict addicted to music
Maybe its a habit, I gotta use it
Even if its jazz or the quiet storm
I hook a beat up convert it into hip-hop form
Write a rhyme in graffiti
In every show you see me in
Deep concentration, cuz Im no comedian
Jokers are wild if you wanna be tamed
I treat you like a child
Then youre gonna be named
Another enemy, not even a friend of me
Cuz youll get fried in the end
When you pretend to be
Competin cuz I just put your mind on pause
And I complete
When you compare my rhyme wit yours
I wake you up
And as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember me,
The one you got your idea from
But soon you start to suffer,
The tunell get rougher
When you start to stutter
Thats when you had enuff of
Biting, itll make you choke,
You cant provoke
You cant cope, you shouldve broke
Because I aint no joke
I got a question, as serious as cancer
Who can keep the average dancer
Hyper as a heart attack nobody smiling
Cuz youre expressing the rhyme that Im styling
This is what we all sit down to write
You cant make it soyou take it home,
Break it and bite
Use pieces and bits of all the hip-hop hits
Get the style down pat
Then its time to switch
Put my tape on pause
And add some more to yours
Then you fake it youre ready
For the neighborhood chores
The E-M-C-E-E dont even try to be
When you come up to speak,
Dont even lie to me
You like to exaggerate,
Dream and imaginate
Then change the rhyme around,
That can aggravate me
So when you see me come up, freeze
Or youll be one of those 7 MCs
They think that Im a new jack
But only if they knew that
They who think wrong are they who cant do that
Style that Im doing, they might ruin
Patterns and paragraphs based on you and
Your offbeat DJ, if anything he play
Sound familiar, Ill wait til E say
Play em, so Ima have to diss and bro
You could get a smack for this, I aint no joke
I hold the microphone like a grudge
Bll hold the record so the needle dont budge
I hold a conversation cuz when I invent
I nominated my DJ to president
When Im see Ill, keep a freestyle, going steadily
So pucker up and whistle my melody
But whatever you do, dont miss one
Theyll be another rough rhyme after this one
Before you know it, youre following and fiending
Waiting for the punchline to get the meaning
Like before the middle of my story Im telling
Nobody beats the R so stop yelling
Save it, put it in your pocket for later
Cuz I'm moving the crowd and Bll wreck the fader
No interruptions til the mic is broke
When Im gone, then you can joke
Cuz everything is real on a serious tip
Keep playing and I varies quick
And take you for a walk through hell
Freeze your dome then watch your eyeballs swell
Guide you out of triple stage darkness
When it get dark again then Ima spark this
Microphone cuz the heat is on, you see smoke
Then I finish when the beat is gone, Im no joke