The Freshest MC In the World

[Intro] Spoken: "After evaluating all the competition, after many, many years of getting my game right I finally recognize, and you should, too." [Verse 1] Who'd ever thought it would happen? Got them hands clapping Laid back rapping Nigger, what's happening? It ain't nobody but that undercover down low Bro With more dough Than the average Joe Schmoe I'm not a G But gotta be The Freshest MC in the World You know I gots to get it, girl Because I need it Not conceited But convinced Ever since I was a minor Bumping girls finer Than Janet And It Don't stop Till I say it's time to chill I gots to get a meal Still the same person, never tripped with my ego Plus we go way back and homies don't play that It's not a day that goes by That I can deny that I'm fly You gots to ask why By the way Butter not Parkay It's me [Hook] (female vocal) "Got to be the freshest MC Hee Heeeeee" I'm the freshest MC in the World (female vocal) "And it has got to be me Hee Heeeeee" I'm the freshest MC in the World [Verse 2] You heard the rest, the best they all claimed to be Fame to me ain't nothing Got'em all fronting Now who's the baddest? Be glad it's not K-Dee Like a baby, that's precious I'm known to be the freshest I'm international Cashing more checks Than Knicks With no tricks Up my sleeve Why not believe In me? Cause that's who I got to be It wouldn't make sense To represent without confidence And got more from where that came from It's a shame some don't know So that leaves more Room for me Soon to be The talk of your town Underground And love it by the pound So raise your hand if you're sure Or get in where you fit in They all want to sit in On this, cause this is where it's at In fact I got to be free I got to be me [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm world wide, well known For wheeling And dealing From the US, I stray up to New Zealand I must confess, the best is yet to come Some try to doubt, but now I'm out and set to run Game like Emmitt Smith To the limit With funky ass hits to keep you rolling more spliffs I can't be kept down Making niggers step down Recognize Eyes open wide as I move inside The center Been into the game since 84 Live Now no more nine to five I'm too much for the average, can't be touched With a ten-foot pole, and with more Soul Than De La May I continue? Send you On a trip with K to the Dee See How sweet This beat it is on The smooth T. I. P [Hook X 2]