Check, I control your mind one rhyme I speak And get you like a prostitutes buttcheeks 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 sloppily
Shocking me with inclinations of me it got to be My true identity is never to see I simply use the gifts sent to me
Yo, up, get from out my face you get bust quickly
That's the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a I'm gifted like December 25th, now let me flip I'm all knowing syllable growing Even when it's snowing, I'm party
Free flowing and stomping, tip-toeing the comp, big up Bronx I got more styles the planet got women 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' the victim at random, slammin' em Draggin' them to the and dismantlin' them
As my Hydrogen to Helium, I shine None of your lyrics I'm em, you rhyme Like you be wearin' an apron a pot with a name like Mariam
But talk too much shit And can't back it up with ya skillz
But rappers too much shit And can't it up with lyric
It's time for the raw shit, not that on tour shit, that outlaw That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit like Bitin' motherfuckers, my shit and get up outta here I care this year
Alot of albums is this year "Will KRS bring it?" Ahh for the invite, it's just about to get hype That up raw street type shit is what it feel like
I be displayin', lyrical styles, I'm saying Lyrical styles from the child Want a pile of ill styles on your radio dial? Smile, I been here for
Peep my style while I go on the song I rock the microphone take it to the streets with the Krylon Clicka clacka, clacka Take a can and slap a wack rapper
Stacks of for videos, I don't have it You're lookin' at the last MC with true Get tape recorder fast kid another classic, turn 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, are inferior 'Cause I by will 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 can't back it up lyric Build ya
But talk too much shit And back it up with lyric ya skillz
Rappers talk too shit And back it up with lyric Build ya
Rappers talk too much And can't back it up with Build ya