I came in the door, I said it before I never let the mic magnatize me no more But it's bitin' me, fightin' me, invitin' me to rhyme I can't hold it back, I'm lookin' for the line Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat The rhyme will be kickin' it until I hit my last note My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build But still say a rhyme after the next one Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one And you know that I'm the soloist So D-L-M make 'em clap to this Make 'em, make 'em clap to this I don't bug out or chill or be actin' ill No tricks in '86, it's time to build easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed 'Cuz to me, MC means move the crowd I made it easy to dance to this But can you detect what's comin' next from the flex of the wrist Sayin' indeed that I precede 'cuz my man made a mix If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix If they can get some around until there's no rhymes left I hurry up because the cut will make 'em bleed to death But he's kickin' it because it ain't no half steppin' The party is live, the rhyme can't be kept in Side, it needs eruptin' just like a volcano It ain't the everyday style of the same old rhyme Because I'm better then the rest of them on the cut and my name is Iyanu Go get a girl and get soft and warm Don't get excited, you've been invited to a quiet storm But now it's out of hand 'cuz you told me you hate me