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