Hey yeah, yeah you got it goin' on

Now I wrote this record for when I perform
From the nights inside a university dorm
I put pen to paper with a paper to pen
For the times I'm rockin' the mic in front of women and men

I get raw like Eddie, rough like Freddy
Krueger with a luger turnin' men into spaghetti
I'm like Fats Domino, up on Blueberry Hill
'Cause my rhymes are funky fresh and not run of the mill

It's like a king has palaces I give ****ysis
You can't talk because you sufferin' from paralysis
Of the mouth, of the lip, of the tongue
Comin' to you complements of a brother named Young

Now you can't talk because I'm leaving you speechless
So be quiet and let an educator teach this
It's due to my producer, so he's in a rage
Yo Mike you control the vinyl
I'll control the stage 'cause I come off

Yo, I come off

Four score and seven years ago
There were a whole bunch of rappers who were in the know
Four score and seven years later
I dig a holes in those rappers like the moon with a crater

Because they battle me they're really taking a risk
'Cause you're an eight track tape and I'm a compact disc
And like Tyson drops boxers in rapid succession
That's how I'm droppin' MC's in the rappin' profession

I'm comin' off, just like the clothes on a ******
And I can fly like Jimmy Superfly Snooka
Like a shuttle goes up into outer space
People's hands go up when I enter the place

I don't mean to brag or boast try to tell ya I'm great
But I can rock the microphone like Dorothy Hamil can skate
Yeah, I can say a funky rhyme like Greg Luganis can dive
Don't have to be Saturday night for Young MC to get live
'Cause I come off

Yo I come off, my name is Young MC
And baby I come off
Yo the brother's comin' off, bust this

Now here we go, now here we go, now here we go
Come on, come on
Here we go, now here we go, now here we go
Come on, come on, now here we go

No one behold, Young MC struck gold
Form the rhymes that I've been sayin' to the young and the old
From the battles I've been havin' with the smart and the dumb
From the records I've been makin' with the mic and the drum

You know the other rappers wanna play a game with me
They run and hide when they hear the name of Young MC
Like a kid playing tag, that's how it's got to be
So when I start I say Oli Oli Oxen free

Yo, you can never write a rhyme as strong as this one
So pay attention 'cause you don't wanna miss one
Of my healthy rhymes nobody's are healthier
New York, New Jersey, L.A. and Philadelphia

City to city, and town to town, place to place
Country to country, 'cause I get around
Even if you were in prison you'da heard me play
'Cause the warden had me rock and I'm on the PA

So when you get out come and see my show
And if you start static back in you go
'Cause comin' off is the ***le and the theme of the jam
And when the rhymes are finally finished people say goddamn
'Cause I come off

I come off, yo baby I come off

Now here we go, now here we go, now here we go
Come on, come on, come on, come on