that's why we do what we like.
Born to rock the mic like E .F. Hut t,
Yo, yo, I am the man called Scorpio,
the one that's seen and never heard.
But all my sons just runnin' they mouth,
so it's time for Daddy to
You see the babies crawlin'
while they all get together
The girls is out, bein' my fool.
Cause I'm the first attractive, exotic male
To be stopped on the street
Saying, where you get your beads?
Hey, for any fellas that think I'm gay
I pull five girls right in your face
Cause I didn't make it up, but I made it swing
So how could they front that?
They just barely make enough
To start hoping and praying
But a brother like me could rock it all day
I'm much smarter than that,
And you know what I'm saying
Cause mama said he's outside,
Check me out while I run my game
My name is Cowboy, not giving no slack
I'm like four, five, six,
better known as Headcracker
I've been rocking that party
Got shot with a gun, stabbed with a knife
Had to pay my dues, had to learn the rules
Had to separate the smart
People talk behind my back
and never look to my face
But they make a clear path
when I step in their place
I can make them clap their hands,
Make them party to the rhythm
Make them shiver and shake
Make the people dance without a mistake
I can cruise around the world
Get a big kick out of time,
My eyes are brown, my legs are bold
I can tell a MC right where to go
Say it one for the treble
Cause I'm cowboy to put a smile on your
I got, that's what a bud,
Intelligence is next and that stands for I,
it's something you inherit
N is for knight in armor that shines,
slayin' other emcees with
And G is for great to describe this man,
my name is King Lou, I got a master plan
And from the shores of Paris
there's a certain reputation
I got to write good rhymes
and if I don't do that, I know I'll fail
That all fit together like a
First and most important's visionality
you got to know how to flake
You got to make the crowd yell,
Make them stop on the floor
From the very first minute
that you walk in the door, huh
Movin' right along to the end of the line
You gotta get a flop, girl, on your divine
Have her come to your shows,
wearin' nice vintage clothes
Lookin' sharp as it's on,
Belly, belly, bell is potent
to make the other MCs feel devoured
Taught all the MCs the birds and the bees
But they still can't get no young lady
But I'm the legend in leather,
I always wear black and I always will
Head's gonna roll and rappers gonna die
And whoever won the battle,
Because I came here to set
back in the days we got beat
we made you a job you stupid slob
now you don't have to work
you got a little bit of fame and wealth
now you think you did it all by yourself
huh i am you but you ain't me
Melon Mel is the best that will ever exist
And if I gotta be a sucker,
We're born, born, born, born
We're born, born, born, born
To rock the world, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha