Mad So in the clubs, I get mad On the mic, I get mad On the beats, I get mad
Yo, I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm the Mad, mad up in the house
I be chillin' the Mad, mad up in the house I'm with the Mad, mad crew up in the
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See, this is what I'm and I know you don't see this Wack, MCs think they can see Kris They watchin' too much television and rocka ain't the TV show "Taxi" and I ain't Lotka
I an MC off proper, yo, don't check me Ask your Moms and Pops, yo, respect me But here you stand, tryin' to get yours but nothin' You probably can't "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I play for keeps, I for streets, believe me Put down the and consider a squeegie You're rated PG, again I win I begin I'm slammin' again, no win, try to comprehend, I don't
I ravage and damage, I'm like a savage I'm kickin' asses, hot flashes, your style's with out of my classes, punk, stay out of my classes
Yo, I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I be chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad up in the house
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It's the in her house I said it's the pros in her Fuck shit It's up in her house
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap I got all type of MC in a pickle jar So here's a quick freestyle to my My core audience, fuck the rest of the
'Cause I spark it, styles, I loan it Then break your legs if you try to it I got heart, it doesn't a lot to rock a record, get with it MCs can't rock for five minutes
Sorry, that's not the way to me Use caution, I rip up lyrical crews and MCs You probably don't this I give birth to MCs and I also abortions I'll do a number to body structure
You look supper And I'm hungry motherfucker You don't be on the menu I'll end you, twist you up and bend you Gestapo
up the microphone and crush up MC like a taco No, we're never sad because we nah with sorrow That's why dem me Jah man you know dem challenge Me are number, one of me is no double And you don't no trouble Blastmaster KRS is flashin' lyrics on the double
I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
I'm rollin' the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the
Check, me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a KRS-One in a party, man, me do me own Nuff MC test but you hear vowel one All you is when the BDP crew slap them up
We have the champion belt and cup Any DJ, they want my title filled, no way now man, up But when you lose, now you get fucked up This no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you like Chuck
I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house
Kid got the Mad, mad crew up in the Starr got the Mad, mad crew up in the
Ill got the Mad, mad crew up in the Flavor got the Mad, mad crew up in the
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