Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I And get you open like a prostitutes get kicked in they mouth 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 shit I can feel myself becoming a monopoly Others will copy me but repeat my shit
Shocking me with of rocking me it got to be My true is never meant to see I simply use the sent to me mentally
Yo, word up, get from out my Before you get quickly
That's the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a 'Cause I'm gifted like 25th, now let me flip I'm all lyrically syllable growing Even it's snowing, I'm party going
Free flowing and stomping, tip-toeing Overthrowing the comp, big up I got more than the planet got women I got as rhymes as is many styles of women
make me come 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 dismantlin'
As my Hydrogen to Helium, I shine None of your lyrics I'm em, you rhyme Like you should be an apron Scrapin' a pot with a name like
But talk too much shit And back it up with lyric Build ya
But rappers talk too shit And back it up with lyric
It's for the raw shit, not that on tour shit, that outlaw shit That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit diarrhea Bitin' motherfuckers, hear my shit and get up here I don't this year
Alot of albums is wack year "Will KRS it?" Ahh yeah Thanks for the invite, it's about to get hype 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 of ill styles wildin' on your radio dial? Smile, I been here for
my style while I go on with the song I rock the microphone then it to the streets with the Krylon clacka, clicka clacka Take a can and slap a wack rapper
Stacks of money for videos, I don't it You're lookin' at the MC with true talent Get tape recorder fast kid Boombastic another classic, up the cassette!
All my styles are lyrically and movin' soothin' any urges for booing Ungluing your from my private The more the merrier, superior
Coast, West Coast, battles are inferior 'Cause I by myself will take out the North America We need to rap beyond this land Set up with England and Japan
World cups for that really fuck shit up for fun Yeah, I know get one
But talk too much shit And back it up with lyric ya skillz
But rappers talk too shit And can't back it up with ya skillz
Rappers talk too shit And back it up with lyric ya skillz
Rappers too much shit And can't back it up with ya skillz