Check, I control your with one rhyme I speak And get you open a prostitutes buttcheeks Rapper get kicked in they mouth with 'Cause they're speech refuses to beyond the beach
a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on your [Incomprehensible] Time to complete shit, no weak shit, I mean shit properly I can feel myself a lyric monopoly Others copy me but repeat my shit sloppily
Shocking me inclinations of rocking me it got to be My true identity is meant to see I use the gifts sent to me mentally
Yo, word up, get out my face Before you get quickly
the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a minute 'Cause I'm gifted like December 25th, now let me I'm all lyrically syllable growing Even when snowing, I'm party going
Free flowing and stomping, never the comp, big up Bronx I got more styles the planet got women I got as many rhymes as is many of women
Don't make me out on that ass start flippin' Your mental I'm afflictin', actin' ill and Pickin' the at random, slammin' em Draggin' them to the stage and them
As my Hydrogen turns to Helium, I None of your lyrics I'm feelin' em, you Like you be wearin' an apron a pot with a name like Mariam
But rappers talk too shit And back it up with lyric Build ya
But rappers too much shit And can't back it up lyric
It's time for the raw shit, not that on tour shit, that outlaw That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit diarrhea Bitin' motherfuckers, hear my and get up outta here I care this year
Alot of albums is wack this "Will KRS bring it?" Ahh for the invite, it's just about to get hype That straight up raw street shit is what it feel like
I be displayin', lyrical styles, I'm saying Lyrical styles the miracle child Want a of ill styles wildin' on your radio dial? Smile, I been for awhile
Peep my style while I go on with the I the microphone then take it to the streets with the Krylon clacka, clicka clacka Take a spray can and slap a wack
Stacks of for videos, I don't have it You're lookin' at the last MC with talent Get your recorder fast kid Boombastic another classic, up the cassette!
All my styles are fantastic and movin' While soothin' any urges for Ungluing your mouth my private The more the merrier, superior
East Coast, Coast, battles are inferior 'Cause I by myself take out the whole North America We need to expand rap beyond land Set up competitions with England and
World for rappers that really fuck shit up for fun Yeah, I know get one
But rappers too much shit And back it up with lyric ya skillz
But rappers talk too shit And can't it up with lyric Build ya
talk too much shit And can't it up with lyric Build ya
Rappers talk too much And can't it up with lyric Build ya