Just forget it if you wit it, that racket runnin' it

Come on, come with it, I think, I'll fit it
Go to war but what the hell I'm fightin' for
As I soar yeah, baby, I like it raw
No cigar, I ran over the pop star wit my car
Again and may the best jam win

Here I go, there you go

Bingo, it don't matter if this platters a single
Needin' needles like the Beatles needin' Ringo
From the beginnin' I told you how to see through the linen
All that talk but that's the way the side walks in New York
I simplify 'cause you might be high

Rip shit in the pit so what you don't like it
This is man shit a hip hop trip
On that aggressive tip but rap got pussy whipped
Got out psyched down on that turnpike
I knew this Philly who just wouldn't get right
'Cause I was aware as a square in Delaware

Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radio's gettin' sucked by labels under the table
Mix DJ's gettin' overpaid for airplay
Try to shut me down like Ray, what I say
Fuck your friends and may the best jam win

Here I go, there you go

Mirror, mirror, I'm finger pointin' at the man
It is I, I interrupt the program
Chuck D rubberneckin' with the fans
Pe don't give a damn about uncle Sam
And on and on like I said before

Some, the 100 meter dash, I'm the marathon
Against the grain comin' like a train
As you listen to the sounds that remains insane
One on one and it's just begun
To get out the ghetto and get something done

To be the man you gotta beat the man
Don't confuse me with being dumb or bubble gum
And I'll be here as you disappear
And I'll be around amongst the crowd
'Cause anything I wear is a step on down
That's how I've always been and may the best jam win