I’m What Is You’re What Wants To Be (45 King Remix)

Gather up all the bums and bring 'em to me
And I’ll see that they swing from the highest tree
So every MC in the industry
Sees what happens to a bum or a rap rookie

It's not enough to be just an MC
You've got to have some charm and personality
A fresh appearance and wit, that’s what'll make you a hit
And if you don't have it, that's what you got to get
Now first you call me daddy and I'll call you son
Because you're from 1980 and I'm from day one
I work with the men and you play with the boys
Now ain't you glad that we left you some of our old toys
Like the rhyme that you said, it was kinda fast
You ain’t the first to say one and you won’t be the last
And the clothes that you're wearing with a phony smile
I used to wear back in the days when they was the style
And your girl, she’s kinda sexy, not bad at all
I saw her last week and we had a ball
Didn't you know that I knew her since she was a pup?
That's why I'm first man out the dugout, you bat cleanup
’Cause I lead and you follow
I'm today and you're tomorrow
You're a stream and I'm the sea
I'm what is and you're what wants to be

To get the juice that I got you need more than a cup
You might mayonnaise or mustard, you'll never ketchup
The only thing we have in common is we both rap
But you just joined the race and I'm in my twelfth lap
I'm hot as a furnace and cool as the Fonz
I'm taking all the gold, you rock the silver and bronze
I'm Captain on a yacht while you just swim
And you can have all the girls 'cause I got the women
'Cause I create and you learn
And you get but I earn
I'm not you, homeboy, and you ain't me
I'm what is and you're what wants to be

Hey you
You got a big head, kid, hard as a rock or a boulder
You're walking 'round town with a chip on your shoulder
Feeling sorry for yourself 'cause you don't belong
And now you're looking for a pigeon to put the blame on
Try looking at yourself, I didn't close the doors
And if you're out looking in, it ain't my fault, it's yours
You're not down and you can't see why
You don't rate with the great Casanova Fly
I'm sympathetic to your problem but I can't reach you
But there's one thing that I can do, and that is to teach you
If you step out of line, my bodyguards will beat you
To a pulp, and if you live I will eat you
Like a meal and wash you down until you digest
And if that don't prove you ain't nowhere near best
Go to the bathroom with you in me, take my pants off and sit
And drop you in the toilet with the rest of the shit
You turd, you nerd, totally absurd
Running 'round saying rhymes I already heard
No weak MC could ever deal with me
The sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be

Now the top ain't something that your owner wanna achieve
And my son, you'll never make it unless you believe
It's a dream you have to follow from the time you're a kid
And if you work, someday you'll make it just like I did
Not say what you heard, look like what you seen
Drop everybody else's style and start out clean
Just be the best that you can be, that's what'll open the doors
And nobody can say what's yours ain't yours
Something worthwhile is hardly ever easy
And number one ain't moving over for nobody
The bottom line is, and if you're smart don't ignore it
That nothing comes to you, you got to go for it
Don't bite or copy
Add something to what's going on already
Be yourself and you'll see
You'll be what is instead of what wants to be
Like me