Know How

アーティストYoung M.C.
作詞Marvin Young, John King, Michael Simpson
作曲Marvin Young, John King, Michael Simpson
Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are going into this mic, written by this hand
Coming out of this mouth, made by this tongue
I'll tell you now my man, my name is Young
But you think that it's your destiny to get the best of me
But I suggest you be quiet boy don't even try it from the east or west of me
Taking it and never breaking it or even faking it
Grooving it and always moving it because I'm shaking it
Pulling out rhymes like books off the shelf
Born in England, raised in Hollis, taught to go for myself
This is stone cold rhyming, no frills, no fluff
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm going off homeboy, there's no turning back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when the show is finally finished I'll be taking my bow
My name is Young, and yo, I've got know how

I've got juice like the President, making rappers hesitant
Invite me to your house, and I'll be chillin' like a resident
Yes, 'cause I'm that type of man
Because I make myself at home no matter where I am
I've got it rolling like thunder, making y'all wonder
Why I'm on top with all the other rappers under
I make no errors, mistakes or blunders
It's like a wedding, let no man put asunder
My name is Young MC, I like to rock mic well
'Cause when I get upon the mic, I just release my spell
It's no hocuspocus, I just get you into focus
And swarn all over you just like a hoard of locusts
Smooth operator, female persuator
Spot a fly girl, and in a week I'm gonna date her
I've got the kind of style for the here and the now
And I can do it 'cause I've got know how

MC's I ruin, 'cause I know what I'm doing
I treat 'em like a doublemint gum and start chewing
I spit 'em out when the flavor's gone
And I repeat the chewing process until the break of dawn
'Cause I'm tough like a bone, Sly like Stallone
Rockin' and clockin' on the microphone
Smooth like a mirror, in hearts I strike terror
Rhymes like runs and hits with no errors
Cold like a blizzard, on the mic I am the wizard
With the funky fresh rhymes coming out of my gizzard
Not sneezing or coughin' I rock the mic often
Hard as a rock, no sign I'll soften
Making sure I get respect, all of my rhymes connect
I start to build like a building from an architect
Moving all around, above and underground
You see my face and then you hear my sound
Coming at you-with mic in hand, gonna take command
Just the way I planned, I'm a one men band
You are my fan, don't you understand, I'm like Superman
Yes the man of steel, don't you know the deal
You'd better be for real, I've got sex appeal
This is what I feel and this here's my vow
And now you know the brother with know how


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