DRock - Put 'Em in the Air lyrics

[Hook: Within Reach] Gotta make that song that gets the club slammin' So we thought we'd throw together a rock smash jam and Ladies pop your backs, fellas tip your caps Everybody throw your hands, put ‘em in the air This is the point where you should turn your speakers up And if you're drinking something, better raise that cup Make some noise if you're feeling this cut right here Everybody throw your hands, put ‘em in the air [Verse 1] I figured it's been awhile since I was bragging And about time too, since the game has been lagging Now I don't want to be a nuisance and start with my nagging But I gotta pick it up when the others be dragging Before you start crying and complaining to me Let me explain something to you quite carefully I'm not claiming to be the greatest emcee But my area code, you know it spells V-I-P So I figure that has to count for something I'm making it big, while the others making nothing You can call me what you wanna, but you're only fronting And you better kick it up, ‘cause this beat is thumping [Hook] [Verse 2] There's so many things that I do so well And if you know me, then you can already tell That I'm just trying to honor those before me who fell Using these lyrics with this beat, it's a wonderful gel Oh you might as well call me the quarterback Because I avoid the rush and I ain't gonna get sacked But if you double-cross me, I'm gonna give you some flak All of these low-intellect rappers are an afternoon snack If you're not a cannibal then we'll call them a pet Because amused derision is all that they'll get No I don't have a boat, or a private jet I just have my rhymes, they're my safety blanket [Hook] [Verse 3] The cars, the cash, the mountains of ice I get whatever I want no matter the price But I got to satisfy that craving inside That I have to be the best emcee alive Your lady flocks to me, ‘cause I have that certain swagger Ain't gotta toss bills if I wanna shag her Which is all well and good, but I think that I would rather Throw down another verse on this bumping slammer I'm at the top of my game, ain't no need to bother Head of the league, like the Harlem Globetrotters Call me valedictorian; I'm #1 in my cla** And I'm walking that line like I'm Johnny Cash Repping Chi-Town ‘cause it's just the greatest city Too complete, it rocks hard and it's looking pretty I'm the most requested, like Chubby Checker's the Twist And I'll stick up for myself if I'm getting dissed Hit the walk off homer or the game winning shot When you have that moment, make the most of what you got I be the Raging Bull, ‘cause I'm kissing the sky And you better believe that I am the Best Buy Why of course you can have my signature Just don't sell it off at a pawn shop, you heard? [Hook]