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I throw my tape on, then I watch ya Three seconds later, I got ya Shakin' your head, dancin' instead of sittin' The rhymes kick, the beat's hittin' you Just like a home run, slammin' like a slam dunk Riding the wave James Brown gave funk It happened to James like it happened to me How you think it feel to see another MC get paid Usin' my rap style? And I'm playin' the background, meanwhile I ain't with that, you can't forget that You took my style, I'm takin' it back Comin' back, like "Return of the Jedi" Sucker MCs in the place that said I Could only rock rhymes and only rock crowds But never rock records, how ya like me now? How ya like me now? Now brothers are riding me like a pony I'm no phony, I'm the only real mic-aroni Playin' the mic like it's supposed to be played New jacks, you all shoulda stayed Out of the business, what is this Amateur night at the Apollo? Get off this stage, I'm in rage Just like a lion trapped inside of a cage I'm the real king, rap is a jungle I never understood, how could one go To a party, watch me, stand around and jock me Become a rapper, then try to rock me? Schemin' like a demon, you're screamin' and dreamin' I'm from the old school, I used to see men Die for less, but I'm not living that way I'll let my mic do the talkin' And let the music play How ya like me now? Rap is an art and I'm like Picasso But of course, why else would you try so Hard to paint a picture, and try to get ya Self in my shoes, but they won't fit ya I'm bigger and better, forget about deffer Every time I rocked the mic, I left a Stain in your brain that will remain Stuck in the back of your brain Until you see me again, respect, I come correct The rhymes I select are nothing short of perfect Vernacular's pure and I can ensure Life or death with my breath, my voice is a cure I feel life from the words I spread I'll make a sick man rock on his death bed Sucker MCs, I'll make your girl say, "Ow" And she's jockin', now how ya like me now? How ya like me now? It irked my nerve when I heard A sucker rapper that I know I'll serve Run around town sayin' he is the best Is that a test? I'm not impressed Get real, you're nothing but a toy Don't ya know that I'll serve that boy? Just like a waiter, hit 'em with a plate of These fresh rhymes And make sure that he pay the, pay the, pay the bill And leave him standin' still And when he's had enough, hit him with a refill And for dessert it won't be no ice cream I'm just gonna shatter and splatter his pipe dreams Make him feel the wrath, beat him down, and laugh And when I finish, then I'm gonna ask him "Who is the best?" And if he don't say, "Moe Dee" I'll take my whip and make him call himself Toby Whip him good, then I'll make him sweat Always talkin' about battles but ain't never had a battle yet But if we ever did, how could he beat me? He's so petrified, he's scared to even meet me My word's the law, that's why you don't beef You're nothing but a punk, track star, and a thief So I'm puttin' you on punishment, just like a child Never touch another mic, how ya like me now? How ya like me now? I could continue, there's more on the menu But I'll relax 'cause I'm so far in you You had enough, I know you're overstuffed And if I keep going, you'll be throwin' up Old rhymes I used to say way back in the day When you used to come to my parties and pay Nobody's ever gonna rock me and this I vow So all I wanna say is how ya like me now? How ya like me now? How ya like me now?
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