Andy cooper - Number One lyrics

[Intro] (Making funky music is a must I'm number…) [Verse] Once they put the microphone in my hand I be rippin' it A vet I bet I get away if I'm in a predicament I've been a winner when I'm on a roll then I'm ineffable I lock into a beat and get in deep and never let it go Bringing the intellect hit a rhythm in the neck In effect, I can send 'em any venom when I wreck I'm one in a mil no run of the mill renegade Trained in the pen of Mark Twain and Hemingway Now, that's a little bit of literary littering A hint at how I pick out any word I'll be considering A technical attack when I go to bat ain't no holding back When I'm rhyming I'm a living rap almanac Entering the club to rip that vicinity With magnanimity, dispatch an enemy Battered with blows from indefatigable patterns of flows None of my foes should combat or oppose I'm riding high like I'm on a brontosaurus I'm the paragon of a non-conformist I thrive from the verse 'til I'm on the chorus Come in for my live performance (watch!) I get it in, earn a dividend giving men Ritalin And I'm gonna win in the bitter end That's what you have to learn the cla** adjourned But I returned packing the power of a pachyderm I talk all that mess when I go defeat a candidate All access and I never need a laminate They're begging me to handle it I had to take a vow That a wack show wouldn't be allowed, any crowd That I'm ever gonna rock, I'm'a get 'em hot Put 'em in a pot until they're down with us Staying hungry, take it from me I may never rake in money Making funky music is a must, I'm number ONE! [Bridge] Making funky music is a must, I'm number one! [Verse continues] 1 for the money 1 of a kind 1 time for your mind 1 comes second to none For once, I ain't the 1 I'm the 1 and only 1 And all I need is 1 mic sounds nice check 1 Yo, jam it on the 1 son, you a shook 1 love Here's how the west was 1 nation under Once upon a 1 o'clock jump with KRS 1 for all, you can call the 1-800 number (1) that's how man lives you've been given (1) that's how many graves they'll be digging I had to begin to get at it again with a pad and a pen And I rap with a grin in a battle I'm winning (1) time you go around this block (1) shot before the lights go off Forget about the critic and the bitter little cynic I don't ever wanna mimic how you talk I'm number ONE!