Number One - Andy Cooper

Once they put the microphone in my hand I be rippin' it

A vet I bet I get away if I’m in a predicament

I’ve been a winner when I’m on a roll then I’m ineffable

I lock into a beat and get in deep and never let it go

Bringing the intellect hit a rhythm in the neck

In effect, I can send 'em any venom when I wreck

I’m one in a mil no run of the mill renegade

Trained in the pen of Mark Twain and Hemingway

Now, that’s a little bit of literary littering

A hint at how I pick out any word I’ll be considering

A technical attack when I go to bat ain’t no holding back

When I’m rhyming I’m a living rap almanac

Entering the club to rip that vicinity

With magnanimity, dispatch an enemy

Battered with blows from indefatigable patterns of flows

None of my foes should combat or oppose

I’m riding high like I’m on a brontosaurus

I’m the paragon of a non-conformist

I thrive from the verse 'til I’m on the chorus

Come in for my live performance (watch!)

I get it in, earn a dividend giving men Ritalin

And I’m gonna win in the bitter end

That’s what you have to learn the class adjourned

But I returned packing the power of a pachyderm

I talk all that mess when I go defeat a candidate

All access and I never need a laminate

They’re begging me to handle it I had to take a vow

That a wack show wouldn’t be allowed, any crowd

That I’m ever gonna rock, I’m’a get 'em hot

Put 'em in a pot until they’re down with us

Staying hungry, take it from me I may never rake in money

Making funky music is a must, I’m number ONE!

Making funky music is a must, I’m number one!

1 for the money 1 of a kind 1 time for your mind

1 comes second to none

For once, I ain’t the 1 I’m the 1 and only 1

And all I need is 1 mic sounds nice check 1

Yo, jam it on the 1 son, you a shook 1 love

Here’s how the west was 1 nation under

Once upon a 1 o’clock jump with KRS

1 for all, you can call the 1−800 number

(1) that’s how man lives you’ve been given

(1) that’s how many graves they’ll be digging

I had to begin to get at it again with a pad and a pen

And I rap with a grin in a battle I’m winning

(1) time you go around this block

(1) shot before the lights go off

Forget about the critic and the bitter little cynic

I don’t ever wanna mimic how you talk I’m number ONE!