This here's a jam for all the fellas
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down 'cause ya over-zealous
Play hard to get females get jealous
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by you wish you could s** her
But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter
Next days function high class luncheon
Food they're serving, you're stone-cold ...
Well, Young MC, that is my name
And rockin' it for you is my game
It is my game but whatdya like
The Young MC is on the mic
On the mic and in the place
I'm rockin' it to the vicious pace
The vicious pace, the vicious house
I'm really gonna make you hypnotized
Hypnotized but then you're gone
You're rockin' it to the break of dawn
The break of dawn, the break of D
'Coz my name is the Young MC
Now from planet to planet and from star to star
It doesn't really matter, baby, just who you are
And from earth to solar system and to galaxy
It's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MC
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party or you see me in the park
I rocked the many places far away from my home
I guess that must be the reason why I'm so well ...
Attention party people, listen A-P-B
That is an all points bulletin from Young MC
Now whether you're a senior citizen or just a tyke
Just grab a seat and pay attention as I rock the mic
I wrote a couple of rhymes, I call 'em 'Just say no'
Dedicated to the people who are on the go
And we can help you out if you're on the brink
And if you listen, this jam will make you think
If you are ever in a...
Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this tongue
I'll tell you now my name, my name is Young
But so you think that it's your destiny
To get the best of me, but I suggest to be
Quiet, bro', don't even try it from the east and west of me
Takin' it to never breakin' it to even shakin' it
Groovin' it to alwa...
Now normally if I can help
But I don't spend a lot of time in a principal's office
What? 9'o clock
Now as I get to school, I hear the late bell ringin'
Runnin' through the halls, I hear the Glee Club singin'
Get to the office, I can hardly speak
'Cause it's the third late pass that I got this week
So to my first class, I run an' don't walk
All I hear is my sneakers an' the scratchin' of chalk