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