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 crew up in the I'm the Mad, mad up in the house
I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
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See, this is what I'm and I know you don't see this Wack, underprivileged MCs they can see Kris They watchin' too much television and they This ain't the TV "Taxi" and I ain't Lotka
I break an MC off proper, yo, check me Ask your and Pops, yo, they respect me But here you stand, to get yours but gettin' nothin' You probably spell "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I for keeps, I play for streets, believe me Put down the microphone and consider a You're rated PG, I win when I begin I'm again, no win, try to comprehend, I don't bend
I ravage and damage, I'm wild like a I'm kickin' asses, hot flashes, your style's with Stay out of my classes, punk, out of my classes
Yo, I got the Mad, mad up in the house I be chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house And I be drinking 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 up down in her house
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap I got all type of MC in a pickle jar So here's a freestyle to my target My core audience, the rest of the market
'Cause I spark it, styles, I shark it break your legs if you try to chart it I got heart, it doesn't take a lot to a record, get with it Some MCs can't 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 to your body structure
You look supper And I'm that motherfucker You don't be on the menu I'll end you, twist you up and you like Gestapo
Pick up the microphone and crush up MC a taco No, never sad because we nah deal with sorrow That's why dem me Jah man you dem challenge trouble Me are number, one of me there is no And you don't no trouble 'Cause Blastmaster KRS is lyrics on the double
I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house I'm drinking the Mad, mad crew up in the And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the
Check, me on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing KRS-One in a party, man, me do me own Nuff MC test but you hear vowel one All you hear is when the BDP crew slap up
We the champion belt and lyrical cup Any DJ, they want my filled, no way now man, step up But you lose, now understand you get fucked up This ain't no game the mic, me bring the noise to you like Chuck
I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
And I be coming the Mad, mad up in the house I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house
Kid got the Mad, mad up in the house Gang got the Mad, mad up in the house
Ill got the Mad, mad up in the house Flavor got the Mad, mad crew up in the
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Big shout out to all the Hip-hop [Incomprehensible] in the And all the DJ's Who tried to [Incomprehensible] this year Understand, I got the Mad, mad up in the house