[ Play ]      It's the P-l-a-y, just here to say hi      Askin you may I, tell you 'bout the day I      Picked up a microphone, a pad and a pen      The legend of the Tramp begins   The party host with the most giving you a dose, see      Needing instructions, so listen closely      Two lines form, it makes you to step to him      Fellas at the backdoor, girls by the bedroom      The name is Play, don't dare play me cheap      The microphone is a broom and I'ma sweep ya      Off your feet with feelings that you never felt      Another notch in the belt      It's no secret, I like to freak with the best of them      Then head to the stage in a test of men      And when it's done and said and said and done      Play's gonna be the victorious one            [ Play ]      Yeah      Dope, ain't it?      He-he, I know      [ Kid ]      Man, gimme that mic!      [ Play ]      Oh, you want some of this?      [ Kid ]      Yo, it's my turn      [ Play ]      Yeah, go for yours            [ Kid ]      Anything you can do, I can do better      I can do anything better than you      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      Yes I can            [ Kid ]      I'm never fessin, possessin the tools that it takes to rock      I think it's time for the new kid on the block      With a style that's wild yet so unique      I can't be stopped from reachin my peak      Because givin my all and all, that's how I gotta live      It's my prerogative, so you know I gotta give      More for the dancefloor and I'ma give brain sore      Kids revin and buzzin just like a chainsaw      I make em say: Damn man, that Kid, he's a grand man      Cause I bust a handstand on American Bandstand      With these I please with ease and make your mind freeze      Straight out the 80s right into the 90s      Givin you the highs and lows like a drama      And if the mic's got juice you know I'ma      Keep whalin, you know I have you starin a while      Because the Kid's much more than hair and a smile            [ Kid ]      He-he      There it is, the hype shit      [ Play ]      Oh, I see      Think you all that now?      [ Kid ]      Yup      And then some      [ Play ]      Alright, bust it            [ Play ]      Anything you can do, I can do better      I can do anything better than you      [ Kid ]      No you can't      [ Play ]      Yes I can      [ Kid ]      No you can't      [ Play ]      Yes I can      [ Kid ]      No you can't      [ Play ]      Yes I can      Yes I can, boy            [ Play ]      It's my party and I rhyme if I want to      Be careful and don't you step to the front to      Diss, cause I'ma dismiss with a death kiss      And make you sorry that you ever stepped to this      Microphone wizard, so come on, place your bet      Is it gonna be me or Eraserhead?      Why put your money on a sorry old poor thing      When you can get behind a sure thing      And that's me, the capital P on the hype tip      One false move and you'll get your ass whipped      Just tell me how the rhymes and the cuts sound      You won't start feelin the pain till you touch ground      Boy, you're goin way out, I'm ready to serve you      If you can stay I'll pass you by curfew      Look at him, already a has-been      Let Uncle Play say a rhyme that'll tuck your ass in            [ Play ]      Huh      Am I paid or what?      [ Kid ]      Man, you livin some kind of foul      [ Play ]      Crazy      [ Kid ]      Alright, two can play at this game            [ Kid ]      Anything you can do, I can do better      I can do anything better than you      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      [ Play ]      No you can't      [ Kid ]      Yes I can      Once again..            [ Kid ]      The boy's blowin smoke 'bout what he wanna be      But it isn't and wasn't and it ain't never gonna be      Possible, cause I got lots of pull      And when you rhyme - ooh, there's lots of bull      When it comes time to step to a mic I don't sit around      Play, you know I don't Kid around      So come with it, boy, don't even hide your best      Cause 'Kid' spelled backwards describes you best      Look around, watch the people clap hands in unity      As the momentum swings from you to me      You issue a challenge, yeah, you do it up      Step to the stage - too late, I blew it up      The knowledge to build, just filled with excellence      You heard the rhyme, you been petro ever since      There's no missin the words that I laid out      You didn't Play, you just got Played out