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Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty B.D.P.
This is our 4th album and we're still not takin' no
Yeah, ha hah

On the wheels of steel, is Parker
As we say, he get no darker
All action, not a fast talker
All the whick whack DJ's

Gotta try harder
My man Willie Willie D
Taggin' up B.D.P. with a fat
And this is what's on charter

Ha hah hah
All the ladies in the place throw your up in the air
B.D.P. rockin' no fear
So Parker if you know what time it is
Throw the funky fresh beat in this

C'mon, ha hah
it's me, down with B.D.P.
KRS-One any party
Rocks the beats and the
Rock the socks off the and the fakes

The shake while I'm creatin'
They get together and they debatin'
How can we take him out one
So they push up the best with the rhyme

I might go and he'll go second
I'll wreck him, him, say to him, "Just checkin' the mic"
fresh styles I like
So throw up your hands and drop mic

'Cause I'll go third and he'll go
By the fifth you're 'cause you lost
Six is your down, your title is seven
Takin' out four man crew makes eleven
By the twelveth well I'll go for self, New York like no one else

You can check any rapper from
A few have rocked their whole straight
Some had dope twelve inches, 'em
But not many crews had slammin'

B.D.P. rocks consistently from Minded to 1990
Why? Well my secret baby
Here's a hint, the pays me
So you can call me a servant
Not a but a teacher, I'll believe I earned it

So I just walk or ride my
If I walk to a jam, well rock the mic
a chance and I'll rock the house
But don't let a try to take me out

'Cause male or female, I will
If it's a crew, they'll have to
Adidas, Nike's, arms,
suckers in the wheel of my bike

Step up if that's what you like
But your head 'cause it'll fly like a kite
In the night at a height right for
Way out of sight, you bite, I

My style is
Still sellin' out to white
As fagot DJ would say
"Well alright"

I am mentor
Victory is mine, it's time you
and just back up quickly
Your is sickly but you persist to get me

Or out wit me the style that I created
Years ago when you was doin' a dollar show
Oh, all of a you don't know
Or can't remember, can't recall, can't to mind

That rhyme that place do not
I run a marathon a race of rhymes in your
In case you bass, I'll erase whole rap
Tell you right now, I tryin' to hear that

I don't dress up to rap or keep a
I only grab the mic and bust holes in a
I your existence as artists
You're puttin' out a record to chart

But it's weak but when you through the microphone
You fail to realize nope, not alone on the earth
The comes forth as K.R.S.
Intelligence and love manifest in the flesh

I snatch the mic and shed
Behave, still a 20th century slave
for the grave in a wave
So save the microscopic miniature small and walk

And put a little pep in step
will destroy any ignorant reputation
In the nation, in
Princes, Kings, Queens or any

Like rappers nuttin' to say
I crush those and throw 'em away
'Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd
Gather and splatter whatever

Egotistic
With macho
If you ain't for
You're down for Guns 'N'

Yeah,
Throw hands in the sky
And wave 'em from side to
And if you're in life just gettin' by
say, "Alright, alright"

DJ Parker takin' out these sucker DJ's
My man Willie D, in a daze, ha hah
We got in the house
We got, in the house
We got Ms. rockin' the soundset
My man D-Nice, hit it