Aiyyo man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the industry right now I'm seein' a lot of cats comin' the industry But got the wrong idea Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of comin' into it like
Yo what could the do for me? No could you bring to the industry? What could you bring into the
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new They run, they run, they run, run, they run their lyric through But when you're finished rhymin' you have not heard new
So one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a Time time after time after time I what you will say before you jump up on the stage But make sure you say, "Di-di-di-dah-di-di-di-day"
Then we'll to look for you and chop you all up So when you see me in the just keep your mouth shut new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new, what?
Everythin' you doin' kid we did it Everythin' you spittin' kid we spit it This my 15th album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu you doin kid we already did it
If rap was a toilet, I woulda already it Critics sayin', "Kris you shoulda already it" But I can't stop, won't spittin' crazy lyrics I, am hip hop, other rappers just try
You critics wanna sit down and debate every But tryin' to get into my same time Spot all packed up, yellin', "Back up, back up" KRS yellin', "Sound man the track up"
We act up the whole spot a straight We rock 30 classics at 20 breaks We always in demand and you over stand man We won't be found man on or SoundScan
me and you will find Where I be kickin' or that ill rhyme Until they can't see me 'cause I be In the heart of rapper I shine
new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' new They run, they run, they run, they run, they run lyric through But when they're finished you have not heard nothing new
So one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a Time time after time after time I know what you will say before you jump up on the But make sure you don't, yo yo turn me up a bit
Which one of you punk ass Wanna get up like seafood platters? Bring your best rhyme, it matter to me You gettin' on tonight by battlin' me
The streets won't forgive you man, them guns go Have you crawlin' up the like Spider-Man You all in the jungle, with no Spears Brittney Like the coke want Whitney, you still get me
But no, you ain't for this I put my hand through chest like Agent Smith I jam them big four-fifths I go off like a glock 9, no safety on
Y'all talk 'bout platinum, I need all that I got 26 gold and platinum I'll away your rights like the Patriot Act Have your whole crew thinkin', "Well he is kinda whack"
Oh you know what after this Win or lose, you know happens after Kris They call me Blastmaster I be blastin' Have yo' ass lookin' like in 'The Passion'