[Verse 1]
What I gotta do? Just rap really fast?
All to prove that I can rap really well?
Well matter of fact I got that in the bag
So hopefully this helps in helping you tell
'coz people get credit when they can do better
Ain't done their due diligence, any of them
Instead they deferred, didn't put in the work
While I'm working these verses like aluminium
In a furnace
First and foremost, further learning is required
Not quite there yet, the idea met with widespread dissent
Decided, I was
Entitled to the title, tried with both my hands tied behind and
Following the footsteps of the best, wrestled with title fighters
Came up short with the game I brought
Wasn't enough and I just ended up
As the same before, lame I know it
Competition tough, for the record it's rough
But I still strive for it, to make top 4
Cause the crowds to erupt, get my shows live-er
Drop hotter bars and rock proper
Smoke other rappers no problem
Said they resented me, expending energy, just to seem sinister some of the time
Finished up with a withdrawal, I administered medicine, mental attention required
Mending my mind, the adrenaline entering into the system a**isting inside
Insistent on skipping on all the dismissals, need instant appraisal for raising the bar
Accepting the finer finesses, look effortless twisting these sentences into a rhyme
My message in essence is testing the best of the rest never resting, step on an incline
Big dick Michael, change my last name to Fa**bender
Rap singer, New Zealand accent
Adapted to that, it came
Natural, Actual, cash spender
Acting a fool forever
In a rational mood? No never
[Hook (x2)]
I'm the man (x4)
If somebody think they better guess they didn't get the message
Wa**up
[Verse 2]
You can mull it over, like a bogan
Does have covering his neck like '86 Hulk Hogan
I ball like what you holding up in your scrotum
Don't get it twisted, like a testicular torsion
I'm awesome
See the way I generate endorphins
Creating orphans 'coz I'm offing their parents often
No metaphor, I'm enormous
My dick so big that it need it's own office (x2)
[Verse 3]
Yo yo yo, wa**up wa**up
The introduction just begun
Shake my hand, how you been?
Ask your name then say mine is
Michael Chaplin, occupation rapping rapid
I ain't having
Any reaction which happen to disparage my habit
Less a hobby, more a living
Guess you could be forgiven
For envisioning a different decision and considering my intentions insufficient
Just part of the wider vision
My ambitions as a writer, not a ridah
Ought not to cause division
'coz in this field it's useful to feel yourself and follow in the
Steps created by the best the 2Pac's and Christopher Wallace's
Acknowledging all of them that have come before
Knock knock, rapping on the door
Better let me in
[Hook (x2)]
I'm the man (x4)
If somebody think they better guess they didn't get the message
Wa**up!