Mic Check, One, Two Soul Intent

[Intro]
Let's just go, man, is it recording?
Yeah, let's just rhyme out our ass
Bout to kick a rhyme right outta my head
Huh (Oh yeah)
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two

[Verse 1: M&M]
Here I go in the place to be, rhyming like this on the M-I-C
Here's the way that I rhyme so naturally, and actually
When I grab the mic, all the people say
"M&M, you're one of the funkiest MC's out today"
And I say "I agree", because I am a funky dope slammin' MC
I slam a mack daddy
Every time I grab the mic and say I wanna rap, daddy
But you can't, because I take it
Grab the mic and if I'm done, I break it
When I'm done, I just slam the
Microphone and cram it right in your asshole
Because "asshole" and "cram the" didn't rhyme
But that's alright 'cause I'm jammin'
On the microphone 'cause I'm slammin'
Busting out lyrics and you like to examine
My style that I'm doin', but if you step to me pursuing, I'll ruin
All your hopes and dreams, 'cause I work with my man
He's on my team
My man Manix is on my side every time the crowd panics they say
"Damn, how'd you make a beat like that ma'am?"
And I say "I'm not a ma'am, I'm a sir"
And if you step to me your eyes'll be blurred