I've got the illest show (Now what you sayin?) I drop the illest rhyme flow (Now you sayin?) But you still to act like you don't know Well, that's alright me People sample me James Brown (Now what you sayin?) When they to hear that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to put me Well, alright with me
One] The Kristyles is on blast Don't about what he say, cuz he wont last If you want to learn the way take a seat in class I write albums singles and release them so fast I get around the whole country on foot like I fly across country I be there with the mass Drivin, drivin, pulling up to hood spot You to your son, "now this how radio should rock." I pray for these radio cats cuz they know how fast I be movin when they be movin This ain't no fast rap dude, get it and go that home cooked type meal, lyrical flow Spiritual grow, ya cuz ya was there, fo sho Like Joey I'm not the average Joe (Yo, cats to the BDP show KRS, Kenny Barker, G Simone, and Chalk-o)
I've got the illest live (Now what you sayin?) I drop the illest rhyme (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to act you don't know Well, alright with me People sample me like Brown (Now what you sayin?) When they to hear that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to put me Well, that's alright me
[Verse I spit when I speak, when I speak I I spit what I spat it splits ya clique Spit, spat, speak, spoke, way I spat your rap's not dope any way When you I spit that splattered your scope I split and spit that unanimous quote No hope when I battle I'm folk They slip-sliding there rappers ain't dope Get my coat, I make you can see shells For you gon' see them cuz all you see is sales Forget it you ain't wit it, it thing you did I already did it
I've got the live show (Now what you sayin?) I drop the illest flow (Now what you sayin?) But you still to act like you don't know Well, that's with me People sample me like James Brown (Now you sayin?) When want to hear that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you want to put me down Well, alright with me
Three] Too many emcees not enough nine out of ten say they wanna rhyme Four out of nine talk drugs and crime Three out of four say they wit it but not Two out of five spit fire the underground One out of three spit but they never shine One out of two they ballin all the time And one make it to prime Do that math, only one Biggie, one Pac, one one Nas, one Fifty, one X, one Slim One KRS-One, one L, one K, one Busta, one Pun, one Love, one me Take that TNT, that spit is my You copy me, you, pay me (nigga)
I've got the illest live (Now what you sayin?) I drop the illest rhyme (Now what you sayin?) But you still to act like you don't know Well, alright with me People sample me like James (Now what you sayin?) When want to hear that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you want to put me down Well, alright with me