It's My Thing - EPMD

M.C.s out there  ya better stand clear EPMD is a world premier From 
New York  
straight talk America's best Cold Wild Long Island is where we rest 
The style 
of the rap makes your hands clap Take care  sucker  'cause the lines 
are 
strapped They mean business  no time for play If you bite a line  they 
blow 
you away The more you bite  your body gets hot Don't get too cold 
because you 
might get shot Knowin' that my rhyme's like a poisonous rat Don't play 
dumb 
boy, you're smarter than that It's my thing The rhythmatic style keeps 
the 
rhymes flowin' The friends already bitin' without you knowin' You 
can't 
understand why your body's gettin' weaker Then you realize it's the 
voice 
from the speaker The mind becomes delirious Situation serious Don't 
get ill, 
go and get curious Enough about that, let's get on to somethin' better 
And if 
it gets warm, take off the hot sweater And if you want some water, 
I'll get 
you a cup And if you don't wantit, then burn the hell up I'm tellin' 
ya now, 
boy, you ain't jack Talkin' that junk like Mr. T is your back But he's 
not So 
don't act cute 'Cause if we do, you in high pursuit It's my thing 
As the song 
goes on, you will notice a change The way I throw down, the way I say 
my name 
The mike that I'm packin' is flame resistant So M.C.s be cool, and 
keep your 
distance When I walk into the party, girls are screamin' at me I park 
my mike 
in my holst' and the I yell, "Freeze" Music please Oh, where was I? 
Oh, yes 
Say a def rhyme then I burn the rest Everytime I rock a rhyme, I can 
tell 
that you li