Whenimondamic Lyrics

Yes, yes Return of the B-boy style Props to all the B-boys an' B-girls in da house Check it out
I got the vibe, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Wild with the style, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell, yeah 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
Yo, as easy as it may seem, MC'in' is not a Capability for most to possess, you gotta catch up Take the time to create, construct, demonstrate Set whack MCs straight, drinkin' a V8
I'm like a baseball player on track, got on steel cleats Represent the conscience styles until it hits the streets My backbone attack whack poems, got mad rap tones I destroy fake Madlib beats an' Crackerjack poems
It's time for lunch already, yes, past lunch I eat MCs like Captain Crunch, I attack an' I punch Rap in such different styles that's unlike yours Whack MCs, I'll point you out an' point out all of your flaws
All of your jaws get broken, styles no jokin' Battlin', straight up battlin' is what I'm provokin' But I'll die before these whack MCs infects thee Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe
But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes I pray to God to step down an' take out all them fake MCs, pretty please 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
I got the vibe, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Wild with the style, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell, yeah 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
Down with Tha Liks, jump straight from the bass onto the kicks Non-freestylin' MCs fall down straight in the pits My name be Jack, spontaneous freestylist, when I catch wreck Brothers bite me so hard, sayin' my rhymes I ain't wrote yet
So I take it to the max, take out 'Fake-Funkin' Jacks' Get to the point as I rock over Madlib bumpin' tracks You used to get busy at open mics? Nah, I still do I kill crews, lyrically, spiritually, yo, I will do
Anythin' it takes to bring B-boy style back An' the thanks for you to make ya say my rhyme style's phat But I'll die before these whack MCs infect these Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe
But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes I pray to God to step down an' take out all them fake MCs, pretty please 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
I got the vibe, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Wild with the style, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell, yeah 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
I got the vibe, check 1, 2, check 1, 2, 3 Wild with the style, Jack is a B-boy MC Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell, yeah 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like to speak freely
'Coz when I'm on the mic 'Coz when I'm on the mic 'Coz when I'm on the mic, I like I like to speak freely