On The Real Tip

(Aw yeah) (Everybody get down) I give my all when the rhyme's involved
 When I take to the mic, emcees dissolve
 When I break to the mic it's cause I'm eager to rap
 And if you're down to cooperate, I need you to clap
 To the beat, souls or even applause
 For a worthy cause because without no pause
 Def Jef has the floor for the next four minutes
 And this is the place to be and you're in it
 Time to get loose and get busy so get wit it
 [?] I'm like a rhyme after rhyme as if a poem, admit it
 Well-spoken, fluent, bright like neon
 Man of me, speed on before you get tee'd on
 I don't mean suckers cause suckers are suckers
 [?] I make it to the coast and the well-known others
 Challenging the meek does nothing for my conscience
 The best in the biz is who I like get it on with
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 (Everybody get down) Rhythm is like a religion to me
 Cause I know that my talent God's given to me
 To do what I do with the utmost poise
 I'm making good music and I'm making noise
 I'm making dollars and I'm making sense
 Saying rhyme's I'm sure you're for and not against
 [?] Urban not rules so you're led not plural
 I write my rhyme's on the paper just like I'm painting a mural
 I'm a lyrical miracle and when I play around
 You could say I'm satirical
 But when it's time to do work, you know that I'ma do work
 Cause I only have time to rhyme, bust it
 If rap was an event at the Olympics
 I'd confidently compete, than why then pick me
 For the bronze, gold and silver
 9.9s cause they know that I will verbally
 Motivate all the fans in the stands
 Start the clapping of hands and the marching of bands
 Keep the topic full and at a steady pace
 And you'll be eating it up cause you love the taste
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 (Everybody get down) There's a reason for the rhyme cause the rhyme with reason
 Always on time and the rhyme is pleasing
 To the ear, smooth and clear
 Because I want to make sure that you can hear me
 Exercising my right to my freedom of speech
 Ignoring suckers cause I really don't need 'em to teach
 Because I don't need schoolin' cause I ain't no pupil
 Still I pull more party people than you pull
 Any given day, any given time
 Any given place, bring a mic and I'll rhyme
 In front of 5, 000 people or in front of one
 I'm so high-powered cause I'm a son of a gun
 I'm running things, stunning kings
 Rhymes come in a bulk, making emcees sulk
 Always victorious in a tournament
 My opponents wish they died and was born again
 To avoid the days that they were gunning for me
 Little did they know, that they'd be running from me
 I produce like sperm, I'm on supply like a rabbit
 And it's never been a hobby, always been a habit
 Standing ovation cause you get up when you see me
 I got your father, brother and boyfriend trying to be me
 My style puts a smile on your radio dial
 And God blessed me with a beautiful child
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 (Aw yeah) (Yes yes, y'all) (To the beat, y'all) My vernacular is spectacular
 I keep my words intact and as a matter of fact
 You'll love my monologue and you say hot dog
 It's all around me like bees but groupie please
 Get back cause you're ripping up my gear
 But that's what happens in this type of career
 Especially when they want what I got and that's a lot
 For example, I got a bass drum drum with the uptempo
 And I show that I can got for what I know
 I'm a craftsman, I'm like a draftsman
 I plan with the pen and when I'm done I win
 Because I never cease to amaze myself
 And you don't phase me but I phase myself
 My rhymes are sublime, my technique is unique
 I execute like a gymnast and always land on my feet
 I got lyrics in an overload and they're spilling
 [?] And I'm full and I'm fill that's why they come off the feeling
 I give you more not less cause you deserve the rest
 I perturb the best and serve the rest
 So emcees, go ahead and y'all talk all of that small talk
 I'm Def Jef, I'll show you that I'm not all talk
 And no action, I can't be brought down
 And incidentally, I'm mentally fit to hold the fort down
 On the real tip