Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I And get you like a prostitutes buttcheeks Rapper get kicked in mouth with cleets 'Cause they're speech refuses to beyond the beach
a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on your [Incomprehensible] Time to shit, no weak shit, I mean freak shit properly I can feel myself becoming a lyric Others will me but repeat my shit sloppily
Shocking me inclinations of rocking me it got to be My true identity is meant to see I simply use the gifts to me mentally
Yo, word up, get out my face Before you get bust
That's the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a 'Cause I'm gifted like December 25th, now let me I'm all knowing lyrically growing Even when it's snowing, I'm going
flowing and stomping, never tip-toeing Overthrowing the comp, big up I got more styles than the planet got I got as many rhymes as is many styles of
Don't make me out on that ass start flippin' mental I'm afflictin', actin' ill and sickin' Pickin' the at random, slammin' em Draggin' them to the stage and them
As my turns to Helium, I shine None of your I'm feelin' em, you rhyme Like you should be an apron a pot with a name like Mariam
But rappers talk too much And can't back it up lyric ya skillz
But rappers too much shit And can't back it up lyric
It's time for the raw shit, not that on shit, that outlaw shit That real hardcore shit, runs shit like diarrhea Bitin' motherfuckers, hear my shit and get up outta I don't care year
Alot of albums is wack year "Will KRS bring it?" Ahh Thanks for the invite, it's just about to get That straight up raw street type is what it feel like
I will be displayin', styles, I'm saying styles from the miracle child Want a pile of ill styles wildin' on radio dial? Smile, I here for awhile
Peep my style while I go on the song I rock the microphone then take it to the streets the Krylon Clicka clacka, 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 true Get your recorder fast kid Boombastic another classic, up the cassette!
All my styles are lyrically fantastic and soothin' any urges for booing Ungluing your from my private The more the merrier, syllable
Coast, West 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 cups for rappers really fuck shit up for fun Yeah, I I'll get one
But rappers talk too much And back it up with lyric Build ya
But rappers talk too shit And can't back it up with Build ya
Rappers talk too much And can't it up with lyric Build ya
Rappers talk too shit And can't back it up with Build ya