It's the P L A Y, just here to say hi
Askin' you may I tell you 'bout the day
I picked up a microphone, a pad and a pen?
The legend of the Tramp begins

The party host with the most giving you a dose, see
Needing instructions, so listen closely
Two lines form, it makes you to step to him
Fellas at the back door, girls by the bedroom

The name is Play, don't dare play me cheap
The microphone is a broom and I'ma sweep ya
Off your feet with feelings that you never felt
Another notch in the belt

It's no secret, I like to freak with the best of them
Then head to the stage in a test of men
And when it's done and said and said and done
Play's gonna be the victorious one

Yeah, dope, ain't it? He, he, I know
Man, gimme that mic
Oh, you want some of this?
Yo, it's my turn
Yeah, go for yours

Anything you can do, I can do better
I can do anything better than you
No, you can't
Yes, I can

No, you can't
Yes, I can
No, you can't
Yes, I can, yes, I can

I'm never fessin', possessin' the tools that it takes to rock
I think it's time for the new kid on the block
With a style that's wild yet so unique
I can't be stopped from reachin' my peak

Because givin' my all and all that's how I gotta live
It's my prerogative so you know I gotta give
More for the dance floor and I'ma give brain sore
Kids revin' and buzzin' just like a chainsaw

I make 'em say, “Damn man, that Kid, he's a grand man”
'Cause I bust a handstand on American Bandstand
With these I please with ease and make your mind freeze
Straight out the 80's right into the 90's

Givin' you the highs and lows like a drama
And if the mic's got juice you know I'ma
Keep whalin', you know I have you starin' a while
Because the Kid's much more than hair and a smile

He, he, there it is, the hype ****
Oh, I see, think you all that now
Yup and then some
Alright, bust it

Anything you can do, I can do better
I can do anything better than you
No, you can't
Yes, I can

No, you can't
Yes, I can
No, you can't
Yes, I can, yes I can, boy

It's my party and I rhyme if I want to
Be careful and don't you step to the front to
Diss 'cause I'ma dismiss with a death kiss
And make you sorry that you ever stepped to this

Microphone wizard, so come on, place your bet
Is it gonna be me or Eraser head?
Why put your money on a sorry old poor thing
When you can get behind a sure thing?

And that's me, the capital P on the hype tip
One false move and you'll get your *** whipped
Just tell me how the rhymes and the cuts sound
You won't start feelin' the pain till you touch ground

Boy, you're goin' way out, I'm ready to serve you
If you can stay I'll p*** you by curfew
Look at him, already a has-been
Let Uncle Play say a rhyme that'll tuck your *** in

Huh, am I paid or what?
Man, you livin' some kind of foul
Crazy
Alright, two can play at this game

Anything you can do, I can do better
I can do anything better than you
No, you can't
Yes, I can

No, you can't
Yes, I can
No, you can't
Yes, I can, once again

The boy's blowin' smoke 'bout what he wanna be
But it isn't and wasn't and it ain't never gonna be
Possible 'cause I got lots of pull
And when you rhyme, ooh, there's lots of bull

When it comes time to step to a mic I don't sit around
Play, you know I don't Kid around
So come with it, boy, don't even hide your best
'Cause 'Kid' spelled backwards describes you best

Look around, watch the people clap hands in unity
As the momentum swings from you to me
You issue a challenge, yeah, you do it up
Step to the stage too late, I blew it up

The knowledge to build, just filled with excellence
You heard the rhyme, you been petro ever since
There's no missin' the words that I laid out
You didn't Play, you just got played out