Who Am I - The M.C.

Master of Ceremony who Moves Crowds
Music Compilations are powerful they move clouds

Born in Jer-Z got a brother Herbie, Rest In Peace
That's why my Chip City Roots run so deep

It's where I reside, got 2 seeds to feed, mold, & guide
To get along with baby moms I had to swallow my pride

And My music is my life, The Chronicles of a Prodical
Edutainment, Sort of contraversal like the gospel

Whole style is Hostile in this world gone cold
So I pour out my soul over tracks made of gold

I Rock and Roll over country or heavy metal
Smooth type of fellow who can play the cello

Or get on the tables & put the needles to the record
Then Cut it up like one t t two thr three check it

And go and write some new exclusive sheet music
But Without Expressed Written Consent you can't use it

Who Am I - The M.C.