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Check, I control your mind one rhyme I speak
And get you open like a buttcheeks
Rapper get in they mouth with cleets
'Cause they're speech to reach beyond the beach

Have a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on [Incomprehensible]
Time to shit, no weak shit, I mean freak shit properly
I can feel becoming a lyric monopoly
Others will me but repeat my shit sloppily

Shocking me with of rocking me
it got to be
My identity is never meant to see
I simply use the gifts to me mentally

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

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

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

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

As my Hydrogen turns to Helium, I
None of 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 back it up 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 shit, KRS-One runs shit like diarrhea
Bitin' motherfuckers, my shit and get up outta here
I care this year

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

I will be displayin', lyrical styles, I'm
Lyrical styles the miracle child
Want a pile of ill styles on your radio dial?
Smile, I been here for

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

Stacks of for videos, I don't have it
You're at the last MC with true talent
Get your tape recorder kid
Boombastic classic, turn up the cassette!

All my are lyrically fantastic and movin'
soothin' any urges for booing
Ungluing your mouth my private
The the merrier, syllable superior

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

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

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

But talk too much shit
And can't back it up lyric
ya skillz

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

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