Sweet Tee - It's My Beat lyrics correction

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How shall I rock thee?  
 Let me count the ways  
  
 (1 2 3 4   hit it)  
  
 The bass is thumpin  the party is jumpin  
 I got the rhymes to keep your body pumpin  
 To keep you rockin  that's what I intend ta  
 This ain't number one on the Sweet Tee agenda  
 I'm gonna break it down  so you can see  
 The skillfull way I recite my poetry  
 Quick as a flash  I'll pop upon the scene  
 Break out the Casio and the drum machine  
 Got to get busy, cause I know I'm down  
 As I tap into my instruments this funky sound  
 Prone to make your body start to perspire  
 As I turn the volume up higher and higher  
 Grab my JVC, pop in a cassette  
 Have the people stompin to my beat, you bet  
 Play it for my friends cause it sounds so neat  
 And they ask (What do you call it?) It's My Beat  
 (Ha, what?) It's My Beat  
 It's my beat  
  
 So take a minute and wipe your sweat  
 But don't lose your tissue, cause I'm not done yet  
 I'll jump on the stage, the crowd will come swarm in  
 And through the bass bottoms my beat'll come stormin  
 In, like a beast, breakin out of his cage  
 Pursuin eardrums with a deadly rage  
 Cold kickin ass, a blast from the past  
 First in line, all you weak ones are last  
 I'm simply novelist to say the least  
 And if I want to be conceited, I'll hear myself, chief  
 Ace lady rapper, cold queen of hip-hop  
 Have the people screamin (Sweet Tee, don't stop)  
 Just gettin busy, I'm tellin you, baby  
 Take it as a promise, no ifs, ands, or maybes  
 Totally convinced, I wouldn't call it conceit  
 But I'm Sweet Tee and it's my beat  
  
 I'm the entrepreneur of the hip-hop decor  
 Have you people rampagin and hit the dancefloor  
 Freak to my melody, get hip to my beat  
 As I display my rhymes so viciously, see  
 Eh, I'm on the top, number one, yes uno  
 Don't play stupid, cause I know that you know  
 So go take the chance cause you don't wanna miss  
 Jazzy Joyce on the mix, rock my funky beat, bust this  
 (It's in my shape  
 About to work me to death)  
 My beat is rough, but yet it's so tender  
 Do the right thing, party people, surrender  
 Go with the flow, cause I want you to know  
 That the lady Sweet Tee is runnin this here show  
 Ain't nothin to it but to go ahead and do it  
 Don't need a pair of sneakers to run right through it  
 Situation's stable, no question about it  
 Me get rocked by who? I doubt it  
 I'm only gonna tell you once, dog on it  
 Do yourself a favor and g- g- get on it  
 Super high post, I catch the beat with ease  
 Demolishin rappers while I'm shootin the breeze  
 So be on the look-out, Sweet Tee's comin  
 Fast with the rhymes and twice as stunnin  
 Make my day and you face defeat  
 Cause I'm Sweet Tee and it's my beat  
  
 (1-2-3-4 - hit it)  
  
 Due to circumstances you'll have to be aware  
 That Sweet Tee and Jazzy Joyce are definitely here  
 To stay on the top, right where we belong  
 And if you think we can be taken, I'm sorry, you're wrong  
 Quite confidentially I'm well aware  
 That I'm talkin out my face, but I just don't care  
 Cause we're the ultimate, on the top, can't you see  
 You better never ever sleep on Jazzy Joyce and Sweet Tee  
 Jazzy Joyce (On the wheels) Jazzy Joyce (No one better)  
 Jazzy Joyce (Speedin faster than a '86 Jetta)  
 Cold bloody terrorizin, baby, that you can bet  
 (And if you battle me, never let me see you sweat)  
 Yo, put on your glasses, so that you can see  
 That's right, it's all about Jazzy Joyce and Sweet Tee  
 Now you know about us, my voice real clear  
 Peace out, yo, be easy, Jazzy Joyce, we're outta here

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