[Hook: Within Reach]
Gotta make that song that gets the club slammin'
So we thought we'd throw together a rock smash jam and
Ladies pop your backs, fellas tip your caps
Everybody throw your hands, put ‘em in the air
This is the point where you should turn your speakers up
And if you're drinking something, better raise that cup
Make some noise if you're feeling this cut right here
Everybody throw your hands, put ‘em in the air
[Verse 1]
I figured it's been awhile since I was bragging
And about time too, since the game has been lagging
Now I don't want to be a nuisance and start with my nagging
But I gotta pick it up when the others be dragging
Before you start crying and complaining to me
Let me explain something to you quite carefully
I'm not claiming to be the greatest emcee
But my area code, you know it spells V-I-P
So I figure that has to count for something
I'm making it big, while the others making nothing
You can call me what you wanna, but you're only fronting
And you better kick it up, ‘cause this beat is thumping
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
There's so many things that I do so well
And if you know me, then you can already tell
That I'm just trying to honor those before me who fell
Using these lyrics with this beat, it's a wonderful gel
Oh you might as well call me the quarterback
Because I avoid the rush and I ain't gonna get sacked
But if you double-cross me, I'm gonna give you some flak
All of these low-intellect rappers are an afternoon snack
If you're not a cannibal then we'll call them a pet
Because amused derision is all that they'll get
No I don't have a boat, or a private jet
I just have my rhymes, they're my safety blanket
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
The cars, the cash, the mountains of ice
I get whatever I want no matter the price
But I got to satisfy that craving inside
That I have to be the best emcee alive
Your lady flocks to me, ‘cause I have that certain swagger
Ain't gotta toss bills if I wanna shag her
Which is all well and good, but I think that I would rather
Throw down another verse on this bumping slammer
I'm at the top of my game, ain't no need to bother
Head of the league, like the Harlem Globetrotters
Call me valedictorian; I'm #1 in my cla**
And I'm walking that line like I'm Johnny Cash
Repping Chi-Town ‘cause it's just the greatest city
Too complete, it rocks hard and it's looking pretty
I'm the most requested, like Chubby Checker's the Twist
And I'll stick up for myself if I'm getting dissed
Hit the walk off homer or the game winning shot
When you have that moment, make the most of what you got
I be the Raging Bull, ‘cause I'm kissing the sky
And you better believe that I am the Best Buy
Why of course you can have my signature
Just don't sell it off at a pawn shop, you heard?
[Hook]