Chrous: Step, step, step, step, step off Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft, uh-huh. Step, step, step, step, step off Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft, uh-huh-huh. Step, step, step, step, step off Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft.
Melle Me I was sittin' on the corner just a-wastin' my time When I realised I was the king of the rhyme. I got on the microphone and what do you see? Huh, the rest was my legacy. I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing, To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings. I own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold Because rap is the game that I control. I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer Because I made rap somethin' people wanted to hear. See, before my reign, it was the same old same, "To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game, So if you ever, let me make this clear, If you ever think that we're steppin' out of here, You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in, Huh huh, you better think again, my friend Because the door is closed and we're in town And the only place you can go is dowwwwwwwwwwn! (Oohweeoohweeoohweeooooooooooooooooooooooohh. Step, step, step, step, step off.)
