The Introduction

[Intro: M&M] You know what? I woke up this morning and I said I wanna kick a funky rhyme And listen, this is what happened [Verse 1: M&M] The introduction It's gotta be kinda funky because suckas are suckin' so bad I feel suctioned So then I have to grab the mic and show that I am, a fly man And then I bust A funky dope lyric to the crowd Every time you hear it when it's loud I just get proud Of my self, because I acknowledge myself When I grab the mic, you know try to better myself And get better at freestyle, that's why i'm serious Every time I grab the mic, I've never seen me smile I don't never see me smile, cause either way I Look in the mirror, you know that M&M is [?] [?] is not a word, but that's alright Look it up in your dictionary, you'll never find it, right? So listen to the lyrics that I display, when I dismay Sucka' MCs, you know this way I can step up and get unrealistically graphic, when I wreak havoc I stop traffic 'cause I have the voice And you know that I am, the people's choice When I bust a funky lyric you will say that M&M is one of the funkiest MCs out today And that's true, because I am I am too slam, when I step in the jam, I slam Like Bamm-Bamm Rubble And when I grab the mic, you know that you're automatically in trouble Like a girl who just got pregnant But I save that for another segment Anyways, listen to the rhymes as I display the styles of many days That have passed, in the past, when I kick lots of ass But now I sit back and count lots of cash Because my shits finally on vinyl And then I have to charge like a rhino 'Cuz I'm like an albino, so listen to the lyrics and that rhyme is final It's pressed the wax, when I grab the mic You know that I dress to tax, and then I bless the facts I bless the facts every time I grab the mic, I kick a dope medley And M&M will be, rhyming ever so cleverly Every time I grab the mic and kick a melody You know that I got the flavor, so run and tell a neighbor That M&M is kickin' again, with another dope rhyme Yeah, girls, they know their time That's why they constantly breathe And they can't be believing that M&M has the goal that he's achieving So listen to me, while I step up to the rhyme You can't outdo me, because you ain't truly A hype hippest hipologist when I grab the mic You know that M&M is like a psychiatrist Because I shrink your bank You think the pain is hard But I grab the mic and put you six feet under in a graveyard It's kinda brave when sucka MCs step up to the rhyme You know, but they never catch up Because they're sleepin' too long I said wake up, it's time to make a new style 'cause you take up Too much of my time, you're just bluffin' You better go back and make some English muffins In your oven, and try to expand like yeast Expand your mentality and to say the least I'm kinda like a beast in a cage when I grab the mic you know that M&M will rage With a dope [?], with [?] Every time I pull up my pants I get brave Kickin' a rhyme, leave you defenseless You're senseless when I grab the mic I end this Because the verse is about to end So I'm gonna say "Yo, I'm out, my friend" [Interlude] Verse 1, It's done But I got another one, son So listen to Verse 2, as I get brisk and do [Verse 2: M&M] Finally home when I step up to the mic The sample's goin' and it sounds kinda bland and like Kinda like shit, like a big turd I grab the mic and put on my wig, word Then, I begin to distinguish all the sucker MCs Who cannot speak proper English When I drop a low you know that M&M will stop another MC from trying to explode So listen to the rhyme while I diss Because once I get the gist I begin to bless you with [?] At the flick of a wrist while I'm kickin' this Sucker MCs start to piss in their pants I put the girls in a trance, she do the dance I bust a funky lyric and you know that I advance Everybody listen to the rhyme and get into it, because when I grab the mic ain't nothing to it but to do it So listen, as I put you into the groove and make you move because I am so smooth Smooth as Big Daddy Kane's, word So I won't steal nothing from that turd Anyways, I kick with my own style cause I'm versatile These verses burst a [?] When I grab the mic, some little girl is callin' "Mike Mike, please" but he's stallin' He's pretending he doesn't hear her But then she looks across and she looks in the mirror Mike says "What?" She says "Kiss my butt, someone is here" I say "what the fuck do you want slut?"