[Verse One]

When I step

I use you wack MC's as milestones

I grab the mic, the meter's off the hook like dial tones

I get busy like the signal place your call again later

If you push the right buttons I get open like elevators

Going straight to the top, dropping you off at the fifth

Even if I was Chris I couldn't mess with this gift

Now everyday I rock a microphone from dawn to sunset

Every rhyme is [?] you know that I ain't done yet

I'm phat, big boned or heavyset, squashing your whole brain

Leaving your crew black and blue like Smurfs on Soul Train

You don't bring no pain, you softer than a cotton swab

Good at talking shit, when you rhyme you do a rotten job

I'm deep like the Mob, digging in my bag of Goodies

Get your soul [?] to the crowd, I get Cheers like Woody

Leave you dancing/Danson like Ted, getting beers on the Norm

Rocking from PM to Dawn throwing you off a platform

Here I come, Ready Or Not, ripping it daily like the Fugees

Won't dress up like Shaggy, if you were Scooby you couldn't do me

Then Tell Me my Theory's Groovy, that's cause I Keep Tryin'

I suggest you Take It Easy or I'll get Mad like Lion

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You cats are so lame like players with no game

You're insignificant like tracks with no name

You talk a lot of shit but ain't offending me

This track's a little something I'll name it Mini Me

[Verse Two]

It's time to pay the Piper I get Rowdy like Roddy

Yo Kid go Play, you'll be getting Housed at my Party

I'm a Class Act, make your vision blurry like a flash back

You get flipped like a flap jack cause you suck like a Tic Tac

If that was your tactic, they're booing off your wack shit

I got my [?] oohing/Ewing like I was Patrick

That's it, call a doctor, I ain't got no patience/patients

[?] just your frustrations and aggravations

Your rhymes show no imagination, you just lack endurance

Your simplicity for lack of electricity, my flow is current

Thought you was the man, you weren't

I'll bubble like detergent with precision of a surgeon

Cause it's tight...like a you know

I make you scream like you got that last card in Uno

With raps from here to Pluto

You get dogged for acting Goofy

I be that [?] like Donald Duck or you'll be dazed or woozy

(Oh yeah, your girl's a floozy)

[Hook]