Lyric Know How

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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin out of this mouth, made by this tongue
I ll tell you now my name, my name is Young
But so you think that it s your destiny
To get the best of me, but I suggest to be
Quiet, bro , don t even try it from the east and west of me
Takin it and never breakin it or even shakin it
Groovin it and always movin it, cuz I m not fakin it
Pullin out rhymes like books off the shelf
Born in England, raised in Hollis, taught to go for myself
This is stone cold rhymin , no frills, no fluffs
And it s no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I m goin off, baby, there s no turnin back
I m on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when the show is finally finished I ll be takin my bow
My name is Young, and yo I got know-how, you know what I m sayin ?

I got know-how
Party people, I got know...how
I kick it just like this...

Verse 2
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I got juice like the president, I m makin rappers hesitant
Invite me to your house and I ll be chillin like a resident
Yes, cuz I m that type of man
Cuz I make myself at home no matter where I am
I got it rollin like thunder, makin y all wonder
Why I m on top with all the other rappers under
I make no errors, mistakes or blunders
It s like a wedding, let no man put asunder
My name is Young MC, I like to rock mic well
Cuz when I get up on the mic I just release my spell
It s no hocus-pocus, I ll just get you into focus
And swarm all over you just like a horde of locusts
Smooth operator, female persuader
Spot a fly girl and in a week I m gonna date her
I got the kind of style for the here and the now
And I can do it cuz I got know-how, you know what I m sayin ?

I got know-how
Party people, I got know...how
Bust it!

Verse 3
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MC s I ll ruin, cuz I know what I m doin
I ll treat em like doublemint gum and start chewin
I spit em out when the flavour s gone
And I repeat the chewin practice til the break of dawn
Cuz I m tough like a bone, sly like Stallone
Rockin and clockin on the microphone
Smooth like a mirror, in hearts I strike terror
Rhymes like runs and hits with no errors
Cold like a blizzard, on the mic I am the wizard
With the funky fresh rhymes comin out of my gizzard
Never sneezin , never coughin , I rock the mic often
Hard as a rock and no sign I ll soften
Makin sure I get respect, on my mind rhymes connect
I start to build like a builder from a architect
Movin all around, above and under the ground
You see my face, and then you hear my sound
Comin atcha with the mic in hand
I m gonna take command just the way I planned
Cuz I m a one-man band and you are my fan
Don t you understand? I m like Superman
Yeah, the Man of Steel, don t you know the deal?
You better be for real, I got sex appeal
This is what I feel, and this here s my vow
And now you know the brother with know-how, you know what I m sayin ?

I got know-how...and I m chillin , never illin
In my mouth I got two fillin s...whatever!
I m on the mic, cold stone gettin over
My name is Young MC, known as the fly casanova, kick it...