Matt Dike - I Come Off lyrics

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Matt Dike - I Come Off lyrics

Hey, hey, ya, ya, you got it going on Aah na-na, na-na Now I wrote this record for when I perform From the nights inside a university dorm I put pen to paper with a paper and pen For the times I'm rockin' the mic in front of women and men I get raw like Eddie, rough like Freddy Krueger with a Luger turnin' men into spaghetti I'm like Fats Domino, up on Blueberry Hill Cause my rhymes are funky fresh not run of the mill And like a king has palaces I give an an*lysis You can't talk because you suffer from paralysis Of the mouth, of the lip, of the tongue Comin' to you compliments of a brother named Young Now you can't talk because I'm leaving you speechless So be quiet and let an educater teach this It's due to my producer, so he's in a rage And Mike you control the vinyl I'll control the stage Cause I come off [Chorus] Four score and seven years ago There were a whole bunch of rappers who were in the know Four score and seven years later I dig a hole in those rappers like the moon with a crater Because they battle me they're really taking a risk Cause you're an eight track tape and I'm a compact disc And like Tyson drops boxers in rapid succession I'm droppin' MCs in the rappin' profession I'm comin' off, just like the clothes on a hooker And I can fly like Jimmy Superfly Snuka Like a shuttle goes up into outer space People's hands go up when I enter the place I don't mean to brag or boast just to tell ya I'm great But I can rock the microphone like Dorothy Hamill can skate Yeah, I can say a funky rhyme like Greg Louganis can dive Don't have to be Saturday night for Young MC to get live Cause I come off [Chorus] Yo I come off, My name is Young MC and baby I come off Yo the brother's comin' off, Bust this, Here we go Now one behold, Young MC struck gold Form the rhymes that I've been sayin' to the young and the old From the battles I've been havin' with the smart and the dumb From the records I've been makin' with the mic and the drum You know the other rappers wanna play a game with me They run and hide when they hear the name of Young MC Like a kid playing tag, that's how it's got to be So when I start I say Olly Olly Oxen Free Yo, you can never write a rhyme as strong as this one So pay attention cause you don't wanna miss one, of my healthy rhymes Nobody's are healthier, New York, New Jersy, LA or Philidelphia City to city, and town to town, place to place Country to country, cause I get around Even if you were in prison you'da heard me play Cause the warden had me rock and I'm on the PA So when you get out come and see my show And if you start static back in you go Cause comin' off is the title and the theme of the jam And when the rhymes are finally finished people say God damn Cause I come off [Chorus] I come off. Yo baby, I come off. Here we go...