Kool Moe Dee - Bad Mutha Lyrics
Other mcs, I want you to knowIf you ever wanna battle me, dont move slowCome and get it cause Im waitin and I got nowhere to goHead to head, toe to toe, rhyme for rhyme, blow for blowWe can throwBadselfWhen I get busy, the crowd gets dizzyAnd when Im on the stage, the party people say, is heReally human or is he a robot?Because when Im on the microphone nobod-Y does the things that I doMy voice will guide youOnce you hear it, it stays inside youHypnotizing and mesmerizingThe cerebral cortex, but without realizingYou become confused and so enthusedCause the rhymes I use can make you loseTotal control, and if I chooseTo call you the paperboy youll spread the newsLike paul revere: a real rapper is here!Yeah, moe dee is coming, moe dee is comingAnd teeth will chatter, plagiarism scatterNothing is the matter, youre just looking at aReal rap trooper with a power so superAfter battlin me, I guarantee you wont recouper-Ate cause I am great, I can make you hateTo ever look in the mirror and affiliateYourself with anything but an average personLovin my success but envious and cursinYou want my autograph, dont act like a suckerJust gimme a pound cause Im a bad, bad, bad mutha-Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-I put a hurtin on rappers, egos are crushedPride is swallowed, asses are bustHearts are taken, souls crematedLips are sealed and they hate itOverrated rappers made itOn a wing and a prayer with old beats updatedBut Im not like you bitin barbaricsRappers with the fresh beats and weak lyricsIm cyanide, deadly and lethalI never run out, I got an automatic refillI never get cold, I only get lukewarmWhen I wanna get hot, I have a real brainstormIdeas start flowin, my talents start showinAnd if the music stops, moe dee keeps goinIm bigger than life and deeper than deathThe world of rap is like a kitchen and I am the chefBoy, are these mcs really startin to irk meMake it to the top, then try to jerk meAsk em whos the best, their shoulders start shrugginLike they dont know, they must be bugginBut I like the controversy, it makes me blood-thirstyAnd one day Ill make them all beg for mercySo remember that if you wanna act like a suckerDont ever make me mad cause Im a bad, bad, bad mutha-Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-Im the kinda rapper that a dummy wont digMy iqs too high, my words are too bigMy voice too clear and my rhymes are ampleSome things I wont do, and heres an exampleI wont make a la-di-da-di, an oh veronicaA dear ivette or a la-latoyaIm not tryin to dis the rappers that made these cutsAs a matter of fact I like them, butRecords like that are for the average mcNot for the highly rated moe deeI have a formula, Im like a scientistAnd I must put words together like thisMy voice is a ? ? ? ? ? , coming out an orophusExpressing ? ? ? ? ? , verbally or if itsMental ? ? asymetrics? ? that makes me so electricBy spontaneous combustion an explosion is expectedA walking time bomb that cant be disconnectedIm a rhymer with a timer, Im a english dialecticMy ideas are impeccable, rhymes are paragonMy soliloquy will affect ya like farrakhanLove me or hate me, agree or debate meWatchin suckers gather round, bow down ? ? ? ? ? be-Cause what I do orally I something so morallyStimulating, emmulating heat thats corallyMy mind is both flexible and resillientPugnacious, tenacious ? ? ? ? ? ? , Im brilliantThrough rigorous training, its self-explainingWhy Im standing on the top and thats where Im remainingMy brain rocks like mr. spocksAnd any other mcs are knocked out the boxSo you know where to kiss, so line up and puckerSucker mcs, Im a bad, bad, bad, bad (mutha-)Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-Now I was never solo, I was always in a groupSo now you new jacks are a little too soupedSo if you think you could take mineThen come on and make myDay, you idiot, you knew from the giddy-upYou didnt have a chanceBut if you want drop the pantsI spank that ass so fast that the next time you glanceEveryone will be laughin and youll be the stockCause thats whats good about havin you mcs on the jockI could go on and on and on and on for daysBut everytime I speak I get unwanted protegeesIf youve been lucky so far, dont press your luckCause you dont really want none cause Im a bad, bad, bad (mutha-)Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-
