eric b is president

i came in the door

i said it before

i never let the mic magnetize me no more

but it's biting me

fighting me

inviting me to rhyme

i can't hold it back

i'm looking for the line

taking off my coat

clearing my throat

the rhyme will be kicking it until i hit my last note

my mind remains to find all kinda 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 eric b

make 'em clap to this

i don't bug out or chill or be acting ill

no tricks in '86

it's time to build

eric b 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 coming next from the flex of the wrist

say indeed" then i proceed cuz my man made a mix