amongst mortal men When I be rhymin on beats that set the hip-hop trend I will always exist because I'm bein preserved Don't agree to set me free, then you gotta be
not new ta And sayin rhymes is what I do ta Pass some of my free time away Ask me why, and I'ma say My nickname's MC Brutus Cause I'm quick to pick up
of Shan call me Mr. MC I'm goin back to the basics When I was just a young boy, who ever would've thought I'd grow up to be an MC But my rhymes are
You think you can serve me? Come on, really Till I can't breathe, yo, I'ma be with it When I hear three words, you got it, I get it My style is wild but
born to be) wild, wild (Born to be) wild, wild (Born to be) wild, wild (Born to be) wild, wild (Born to be) (Cut it nice) (Get ready to get busy) [VERSE 4] Born
a fiddle MC destroyer, rulin the nation Excuse me baby, would you like to take a dication? So let it be said, so shall it be noted I like to thank the
myself screamin out your name But yet I bless the day she was born But I just can't face the fact that (she's gone) You know, just to be close to you
these words it's a freestyle [VERSE 3] Just take another look at this one tough cookie And could never be duffed by a new jack rookie See, before I came with an MC
rhymes and the cuts and If I'm not mistaken makin two records mix And certain deejays had a few dope tricks If you asked to be on you would be their guest
had to stand alone, I'd still be strong Men are all equal, we're the Father's creation What used to be the distand land is now my nation How long will it be
