Corrected - Mason, DMC, Sam Sparro

25 years ago a friend of mine

Asked me to say some mc rhymes

So i said the rhyme i’m about to say

The rhyme was def and then it went this way

Took a test to become an mc

Dj run said «d, come and rhyme with me»

So i climbed inside of larry’s cadillac

The caddy drove off and we never came back

The car we drove, it was the car called rap

That’s the way it is and it’s like that

I gotta give props to all hip hop

And i’m gonna keep rhymin 'till the day i drop

Just as i suspected, you can’t touch me

D to the a double r y ello

You wanna know why i’m still raisin hell

And you stand corrected by dmc

I’m fine like wine

I get better with time

And all the young girls sing «do do do do do»

Sucker mc’s make history

And everybody in the streets wanna be an mc

I thank hip hop for adopting me

And helpin me get where i got to be

Some people seem to think that to be an mc

You need a closet full of clothes and iced out jewelry

Pocket full of dollars, cars in every flavor

(somethin somethin) behavior

Sorry to say that’s how it was before

But people aren’t goin for that no more

You gotta give a performance 'cause by now you should know

That you’re givin a party not a fashion show

Oh oh oh-oh

Just as i suspected, you can’t touch me

D to the a double r y ello

You wanna know why i’m still raisin hell

And you stand corrected by dmc

Yeah

Everybody wanna rap, but that’s not all

But a real mc, you do not call

Cause you can’t write a rhyme at a quarter to two

You need a real mc before the jam is through

Now fake @$$ rappers got (something)

You need to take a record from childhood back (?)

Just as i suspected, you can’t touch me

D to the a double r y ello

You wanna know why i’m still raisin hell

And you stand corrected by dmc