Now from planet to planet and from star to starIt doesn't really matter, baby, just who you areAnd from earth to solar system and to galaxyIt's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MCBecause I rock like a professional, this ain't no larkYou either hear me at a party or you see me in the parkI rocked the many places far away from my homeI guess that must be the reason why I'm so well knownI rocked from Iowa to Idaho, Canada to MexicoI came into the place, you party people, just to let you knowMy name is the Young MC, ladies want to come to meAnd when they're in my arms, the ladies never ever front on meThinkin' that you know the deal, boy, why don't you be for realI love to rock the mic and sometimes even rock the wheels of steelRock the place without a doubt, now I'm gonna turn it outSo listen very close, so I can tell you that it's all about rhymesMore rhymesParty people, I'm the Young MC and I got rhymesLet me tell you somethingYoung MC got more rhymesNow with a voice like this, I rock so wellBut I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie or Patti LabelleI'm not the Cars, the Pretenders or the B-52'sMy name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose'Cause when the music comes in, the beat starts thumpin'And I'm the only man to keep the girlies high jumpin'I'm the doctor on the mic and yes, I'm so sureThat all you need is one visit, then you'll be cured'Cause in the game of rap, I am the refereeWhen the others need help, they'll come to meLike Judge Joe Wapner on the People's CourtMy name is Young MC, rockin' on the mic is my sportAnd now you know, just from those 12 linesThat a fella like me never falls behind'Cause I'm the cream of the crop, and the leader of the packOnce you give me the mic, you know there's no turnin' backBecause I got more rhymes then the other guys doThey're just a monkey, I'm the whole damn zooI can't use a book, I use a hefty bagBecause they're just a string, I'm the American flagI got more rhymes than water seen by a sailorMore than husbands of Elizabeth TaylorMore than Babe Ruth has hit home runsYo, my name is Young MC, so go out there and have some fun with rhymesMore rhymesI gotta tell you somethingYoung MC got rhymesParty people, I got more rhymesBust itRhymes, what are these things that I talk about?Hear them in the walkman every time you wanna walk aboutNever lost a battle in which I foughtAnd if rhyme was a crime, I'd never get caughtI had to go to college, because I am an intellectualI only sleep with women, 'cause I am heterosexualRock the microphone anyplace, anytimeThat's why I had to write a jam and call it got more rhymesNow as a consequence of this, I'd like to make some sense of thisAnd tell the party people all the reasons that I sent you thisRhyme that I continue to saySchool starts in September, graduation in MayAnd when I graduate, rhymes'll keep comin'Girls try to flock and jock, but stop bummin''Cause I'm the kinda guy that you never wanna toy withAnd now you know that I'm talkin' about the boy with rhymesMore rhymesWhen you say Young MC, you are sayin' rhymesParty people, Young MC got more rhymesYeah