Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I throw my tape on then I watch ya
Three seconds later, I got you shakin' your head
Dancin' instead of sittin'
The rhymes kick, the beat's hittin' you
Just like a home run, slammin' like a slam dunk
Ride the wave, James Brown gave funk
It happened to James like it happened to me
How you think it feel to see another MC
Get paid usin' my rap style
And I'm playin' the background meanwhile
I ain't with that, you can forget that
You took the style, I'm takin' it back
Comin' back like Return of the Jedi
Sucker MCs in the place that said I
Could only rock rhymes and only rock crowds
But never rock records, how you like me now?
How you like me now?
[Verse 2]
Now brothers are ridin' me like a pony
I'm no phony, I'm the only real mic-aroni
Playin' the mic like it's supposed to be played
New jacks, you all shoulda stayed
Out of the business, what is this
Amateur night at the Apollo?
Get off this stage, I'm in a rage
Just like a lion trapped inside of a cage
I'm the real king, rap is a jungle
I never understood, how could one go
To a party, watch me, stand around and jock me
Become a rapper then try to rock me
Schemin' like a demon, you're screamin' and dreamin'
I'm from the old school, I used to see men die for less
But I'm not livin' that way, I'll let my mic do the talkin'
And let the music play
How you like me now?
[Verse 3]
Rap is an art, and I'm like Picasso
But of course, why else would you try so hard
To pain a picture and try to get yourself in my shoes
But they won't fit ya, I'm bigger and better, forget about deffer
Every time I rocked the mic I left a stain in your brain that will remain
Stuck in the back of your brain until you see me again
Respect, I come correct
The rhymes I select are nothing short of perfect
Vernacular's pure and I can ensure
Life or death with my breath, my voice is the cure
I feel life from the words I spread
I'll make a sick man rock on his death bed
Sucker MCs, I'll make your girl say, ow
She's jockin', now how you like me now?
How you like me now?
[Verse 4]
It irked my nerves when I heard
A sucker rapper that I know I'll serve
Run around town sayin' he is the best
Is that a test? I'm not impressed
Get real, you're nothing but a toy
Don't you know that I'll serve that boy
Just like a waiter, hit him with a plate of these fresh rhymes
And make sure that he pay the, pay the, pay the bill
And leave him standin' still
And when he's had enough, hit him with a refill
And for dessert, it won't be no ice cream
I'm just gonna shatter and splatter his pipe dream
Make him feel the wrath, beat him down and laugh
And when I finish, then I'm gonna ask him
Who is the best?
And if he don't say Moe Dee
I'll take my whip and make him call himself Toby
Whip him good, then I'll make him sweat
Alway talkin' 'bout battles, but he never had a battle yet
But if he ever did, how could he beat me?
He's so petrified, he's scared to even meet me
My word's the law, that's why you don't beef
You're nothing but a punk, track star, and a thief
So I'm puttin' you on punishment, just like a child
Never touch another mic, how you like me now?
[Verse 5]
How you like me now?
[Verse 6]
I could continue, there's more on the menu
But I relax 'cause I'm so far in you
You had enough, I know you're overstuffed
And if I keep goin', you'll be throwin' up
Old rhymes I used to say, way back in the day
When you used to come to my parties and pay
Nobody's ever gonna rock me, and this I vow
So all I wanna say is how you like me now?
How you like me now?
How you like me now?
Written by: Mohandas Dewese, Teddy Riley
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