I've got the live show (Now what you sayin?) I drop the rhyme flow (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to act you don't know Well, alright with me People me like James Brown (Now what you sayin?) When they want to that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to put me Well, that's alright me
One] The Kristyles is on blast Don't worry about what he say, cuz he wont If you want to the way take a seat in this class I write albums like singles and release so fast I get around the whole on foot like Flash I fly across country I be there with the mass Drivin, drivin, pulling up to your spot You to your son, "now this how radio should rock." I pray for these cats cuz they don't know how I be movin when they be movin slow This no fast food rap dude, get it and go This that home cooked type meal, flow Spiritual grow, ya cuz ya was there, fo sho Joey Greck I'm not the average Joe (Yo, welcome to the BDP show with KRS, Barker, G Simone, and Chalk-o)
I've got the illest live show (Now you sayin?) I drop the illest flow (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to act like you don't Well, that's alright me People sample me like James Brown (Now you sayin?) When they want to that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you want to put me down Well, that's with me
[Verse I spit when I speak, I speak I spit When I spit I spat it splits ya clique Spit, spat, speak, spoke, way I spat that your not dope any way When you spoke I spit that your scope I split and spit that unanimous quote No hope when I battle I'm staggering They slip-sliding there rappers ain't dope Get my coat, I sure you can see shells For sure you gon' see them cuz all you see is it you ain't wit it, admit it Every thing you did I did it
I've got the illest live show (Now 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 me like James Brown (Now what you sayin?) When they want to hear that (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to put me Well, that's with me
Three] Too many emcees not enough nine out of ten niggaz say wanna rhyme Four out of nine talk about drugs and Three out of say they wit it but they not Two out of spit fire plus the underground One out of three spit righteous but they shine One out of two claim they all the time And only one make it to Do math, only one Biggie, one Pac, one Jay-Z 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 me, fuck you, pay me (nigga)
I've got the illest live (Now what you sayin?) I drop the rhyme flow (Now what you sayin?) But you still want to act you don't know Well, that's alright me People sample me like James Brown (Now you sayin?) When they want to that sound (Now what you sayin?) But you still to put me down Well, alright with me