Eric B. & Rakim - I Ain't No Joke Lyrics
I aint no joke, I use to let the mic smokeNow I slam it when Im done and make sure its brokeWhen Im gone I wrote this song cuz I wont letNobody press up and mess up to seen I setI like to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damnBu think about it then youll understandIm just an addict addicted to musicMaybe its a habit, I gotta use itEven if its jazz or the quiet stormI hook a beat up convert it in a hip-hop formWrite a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me inDeep concentration cuz Im no comedianJokers are wild if you wanna be tameI treat you like a child then youre gonna be namedAnother enemy, not even a friend of meCuz youll get fried in the end if you pretend to be? can be? cuz I just put your mind on pauseAnd I can beat you when you compare my rhyme wit yoursI wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunRemember me, the one you got your idea fromBut soon you start to suffer but you only get rougherWhen you start to stutter thats when you had enuff ofBiting it, I make you choke, you cant provokeYou cant cope, you should of broke cuz I aint no jokeI got a question, its serious as cancerWho can keep the average dancerHyper as a heart attack nobody smilingCuz youre expressing the rhyme that Im stylingThis is what we all sit down to writeYou cant make it so you take it home, break it and biteUse pieces and bits of all the hip-hop hitsGet the style down pack then its time to ? swit?Put my tape on pause and add some more to yoursThen you figure youre ready for the neighborhood choresThe e-m-c-e-e dont even try to beWhen you come up to speak, dont even lie to meYou like to exaggerate, dream and imaginateThen change the rhyme around, that can aggravate meSo when you see me come up, freezeOr youll be one of those 7 mcsThey think that Im a new jack but only if they knew thatThey who think wrong are they who cant do thatStyle that Im doing, they might ruinPatterns of paragraphs based on you andYour offbeat dj, if anything he playSound familiar, Ill wait til e sayPlay em, so ima have to dis and brokeYou could get a smack for this, I aint no jokeI hold the microphone like a grudgeBll hold the record so the needle dont budgeI hold a conversation cuz when I inventI nominated my dj the presdientWhen Im see ill, people freestyle, going steadilySo pucker up and whistle my melodyBut whatever you do, dont miss oneTheyll be another rough rhyme after this oneBefore you know it, youre following and fiendingWaiting for the punchline to get the meaningLike before the middle of my story Im tellingNobody beats the r so stop yellingSave it, put it in your pocket for laterCuz Im moving the crowd and be a record faderNo interruptions and the mic is brokeWhen Im gone, then you can jokeCuz everything is real on a serious tipKeep playing and I varies quickAnd take you for a walk through hellFeed your dome then watch your eyeballs swellGuide you out of triple stage darknessWhen it get dark again then ima spark thisMicrophone cuz the heat is on, you see smokeAnd Im finish when the beat is gone, Im no joke
