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Check, I your mind with one rhyme I speak
And get you like a prostitutes buttcheeks
Rapper get kicked in they with cleets
'Cause they're speech refuses to reach beyond the

Have a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on your
Time to complete shit, no weak shit, I mean freak properly
I can feel myself a lyric monopoly
Others will copy me but repeat my shit

Shocking me with inclinations of me
it got to be
My true identity is meant to see
I use the gifts sent to me mentally

Yo, word up, get from out my
Before you get bust

the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a minute
'Cause I'm like December 25th, now let me flip
I'm all lyrically syllable growing
when it's snowing, I'm party going

Free flowing and stomping, never
the comp, big up Bronx
I got more styles than the got women
I got as many as is many styles of women

Don't make me come out on ass start flippin'
mental I'm afflictin', actin' ill and sickin'
Pickin' the victim at random, em
Draggin' to the stage and dismantlin' them

As my Hydrogen to Helium, I shine
of your lyrics I'm feelin' em, you rhyme
Like you should be wearin' an
Scrapin' a pot with a name like

But rappers talk too shit
And can't it up with lyric
ya skillz

But talk too much shit
And back it up with lyric

It's time for the raw shit, not on tour shit, that outlaw shit
That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit diarrhea
motherfuckers, hear my shit and get up outta here
I care this year

Alot of albums is wack year
"Will KRS it?" Ahh yeah
Thanks for the invite, just about to get hype
That up raw street type shit is what it feel like

I be displayin', lyrical styles, I'm saying
styles from the miracle child
Want a pile of ill wildin' on your radio dial?
Smile, I here for awhile

my style while I go on with the song
I the microphone then take it to the streets with the Krylon
Clicka clacka, clicka
Take a spray can and a wack rapper

Stacks of money for videos, I don't it
You're lookin' at the last MC with true
Get tape recorder fast kid
Boombastic another classic, up the cassette!

All my are lyrically fantastic and movin'
While soothin' any for booing
Ungluing your mouth from my
The more the merrier, superior

East Coast, West Coast, battles are
'Cause I by myself will take out the whole America
We need to expand rap this land
Set up competitions with and Japan

World for rappers that really fuck shit up for fun
Yeah, I I'll get one

But rappers talk too shit
And can't it up with lyric
ya skillz

But rappers too much shit
And can't it up with lyric
ya skillz

Rappers too much shit
And can't back it up with
ya skillz

Rappers too much shit
And can't back it up with
Build ya