[Intro: M&M]
You know what?
I woke up this morning and I said
I wanna kick a funky rhyme
And listen, this is what happened

[Verse 1: M&M]
The introduction
It's gotta be kinda funky because suckas are suckin' so bad I feel suctioned
So then I have to grab the mic and show that I am, a fly man
And then I bust
A funky dope lyric to the crowd
Every time you hear it when it's loud
I just get proud
Of my self, because I acknowledge myself
When I grab the mic, you know try to better myself
And get better at freestyle, that's why i'm serious
Every time I grab the mic, I've never seen me smile
I don't never see me smile, cause either way I
Look in the mirror, you know that M&M is [?]
[?] is not a word, but that's alright
Look it up in your dictionary, you'll never find it, right?
So listen to the lyrics that I display, when I dismay
Sucka' MCs, you know this way
I can step up and get unrealistically graphic, when I wreak havoc
I stop traffic 'cause I have the voice
And you know that I am, the people's choice
When I bust a funky lyric you will say that
M&M is one of the funkiest MCs out today
And that's true, because I am
I am too slam, when I step in the jam, I slam
Like Bamm-Bamm Rubble
And when I grab the mic, you know that you're automatically in trouble
Like a girl who just got pregnant
But I save that for another segment
Anyways, listen to the rhymes as I display the styles of many days
That have passed, in the past, when I kick lots of ass
But now I sit back and count lots of cash
Because my shits finally on vinyl And then I have to charge like a rhino
'Cuz I'm like an albino, so listen to the lyrics and that rhyme is final
It's pressed the wax, when I grab the mic
You know that I dress to tax, and then I bless the facts
I bless the facts every time I grab the mic, I kick a dope medley
And M&M will be, rhyming ever so cleverly
Every time I grab the mic and kick a melody
You know that I got the flavor, so run and tell a neighbor
That M&M is kickin' again, with another dope rhyme
Yeah, girls, they know their time
That's why they constantly breathe
And they can't be believing that M&M has the goal that he's achieving
So listen to me, while I step up to the rhyme
You can't outdo me, because you ain't truly
A hype hippest hipologist when I grab the mic
You know that M&M is like a psychiatrist
Because I shrink your bank
You think the pain is hard
But I grab the mic and put you six feet under in a graveyard
It's kinda brave when sucka MCs step up to the rhyme
You know, but they never catch up
Because they're sleepin' too long
I said wake up, it's time to make a new style 'cause you take up
Too much of my time, you're just bluffin'
You better go back and make some English muffins
In your oven, and try to expand like yeast
Expand your mentality and to say the least
I'm kinda like a beast in a cage when I grab the mic you know that M&M will rage
With a dope [?], with [?]
Every time I pull up my pants I get brave
Kickin' a rhyme, leave you defenseless
You're senseless when I grab the mic I end this
Because the verse is about to end
So I'm gonna say "Yo, I'm out, my friend"
[Interlude]
Verse 1, It's done
But I got another one, son
So listen to Verse 2, as I get brisk and do

[Verse 2: M&M]
Finally home when I step up to the mic
The sample's goin' and it sounds kinda bland and like
Kinda like shit, like a big turd
I grab the mic and put on my wig, word
Then, I begin to distinguish all the sucker MCs
Who cannot speak proper English
When I drop a low you know that M&M will stop another MC from trying to explode
So listen to the rhyme while I diss
Because once I get the gist I begin to bless you with [?]
At the flick of a wrist while I'm kickin' this
Sucker MCs start to piss in their pants
I put the girls in a trance, she do the dance
I bust a funky lyric and you know that I advance
Everybody listen to the rhyme and get into it, because when I grab the mic ain't nothing to it but to do it
So listen, as I put you into the groove and make you move because I am so smooth
Smooth as Big Daddy Kane's, word
So I won't steal nothing from that turd
Anyways, I kick with my own style cause I'm versatile
These verses burst a [?]
When I grab the mic, some little girl is callin' "Mike Mike, please" but he's stallin'
He's pretending he doesn't hear her
But then she looks across and she looks in the mirror
Mike says "What?"
She says "Kiss my butt, someone is here"
I say "what the fuck do you want slut?"