Smoke Crack On The Mic

[Verse 1]
The introduction, it's gotta be pumping
So I'ma grab the mic and pick it up and I'ma say something funky
That needs to be said
'Cause I got the rhymes to make your face turn red
'Cause once I flow you just know
That M&M is grabbing the mic and he's gonna start to go
Just like this and just like that
Whatever direction I'ma take, but you know I gotta be flat-out funky
'Cause I'm a technician, rhyming like this and I'm gonna start dissing
Any sucker MC that tries to get near me
'Cause I got the rhymes that I'ma speak so clearly
That you need to hear me 'cause I got the rhymes so just fear me
This is about time for M&M to grab the mic and start saying something hype
So just watch me, smoke crack on the mic

[Verse 2]
Now I'ma bust a freestyle
To fuck with your head and make you go senile
But that's okay, I came in too soon but that's alright
'Cause I'm gonna grab the mic and I'ma say something hype
Something worth hearing, I said that before
But that's okay, 'cause I got so many rhymes in store
I got so many rhymes that M&M will just never keep stopping
Never stop keeping, I just got the rhymes that you're peeping
While you're creeping, you little freak
So you better get lost 'cause I'm gonna burn you 'till next week
Next year, 'cause I got the rhymes, you got the fear
And I got the remedy
I'm in the house, so everybody, keep silent
I won't get violent but if you do I'm gonna fly your head like a pilot
'Cause I got the rhymes and make your face red violet
You get mad and start steaming
But I got the rhymes so you better stop scheming
'Cause I got the rhymes
Me and my friends are plottin'
Kinda [?], till my pen keeps jottin'
Now, my pen ain't been jottin' 'cause I got them rhymes that are so damn rotten
I'm foiling you, foiling you
I got the rhymes so damn hot that it is boiling you
Now, I messed up a little bit
But that's alright 'cause I'ma step in and I'm gonna kick
So many damn rhymes that you can never even count 'em
You couldn't even count the amount if I amounted them
What the hell does that mean? I don't even know
But that's alright 'cause I'ma grab the mic and I'ma flow
I'ma flow just like this and get hype
So just watch me, smoke crack on the mic

[Verse 3]
The best part will be in the last rhyme
'Cause I'ma tell you all what I do for a pastime
My pastime is smoking crack, and that's a fact
So you better step out, new jack
Even though I'm a new jack, you are too
'Cause I got the rhymes and I can make sure you're through
Cook you like stew, cook you like this
I didn't write a cookbook, but I'ma still dismiss
Any sucker MC to diss that's near me
'Cause I got so many rhymes that he will fear me
You better start to run, 'cause I'm gonna come
With so many rhymes you'll think I'm shooting a gun 'cause I'ma stun
So many MCs that dare try to play me
'Cause I got the rhymes if they try to outplay me
You cannot display me, only stand there in dismay
And say 'How the fuck did he do that? damn"
He ain't Cool J, but he is M&M
He's on the mic and he's gonna get hype, and he's gonna condemn
Every sucker MC likes swallowing phlegm
'Cause I got the rhymes d-dry following 'em
I messed up, I meant to say don't try following 'em
But I'm swallowing phlegm, so M&M is gonna kick the rhyme and get hype
So just watch me, smoke crack on the mic

[Verse 4]
You though I was done, but I surprised
Here's part four 'cause I'm on the rise
Right before your eyes, I'ma rise like helium
I got the rhymes, and I'm just feeling 'em
I'm not stealing, 'em, I'm saying 'em off the top of my head
'Cause I got the rhymes and I'm killing suckers dead
Making 'em drop dead when I'm stating facts
'Cause I'm smoking crack, and that's a fact
'Cause when I step up, and grab this mic
I'm gonna smoke so damn much that I'm gonna go in flight
And be on cloud nine with these rhymes
'Cause each rhyme is so damn divine
You will look and stare, in amazement
And say "Damn, how did he do that?"
But I already knew that
I never know what's gonna come out my mouth until I say it
So if you want me to I'ma display it
I'm gonna display each rhyme that I have on my head
'Cause I'ma kill suckers dead, just like Fred
Fred is a sped, he got Jheri curls on his fucking head
But that's okay, that's beside the point
Watch me, smoke this goddamn joint
I don't mean to say joint, I need something even more heavy
Crack, and it's deadly
Now, when I kick my melody
Everybody knows that I'm in the house, I got the remedy
To cure everything except gangsta limp
But I ain't a pimp, so I don't even have to worry
I got the rhymes in a flurry, in a flurry of rhymes and you'll just scurry
Buck shots scarin' ya, but that's okay
'Cause I got the rhymes when I'm burning you today
[Warning ya?] every witch way [?]
'Cause I got the juice and each rhyme I choose
To bruise sucker MCs that try to get near me
'Cause I got the rhymes and I'm gonna say it so clearly
I said it before, but like I said again
I'm M&M and I'm swallowing phlegm
And M&M is statin' the facts so just watch me, smoke crack on the mic