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

On the of steel, is Kenny Parker
As we say, he get no darker
All action, not a fast talker
All the whack sucker 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 in the place throw your hands up in the air
B.D.P. rockin' without no
So Parker if you know what time it is
Throw the fresh beat in like this

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

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

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

I'll go third and he'll go fourth
By the you're dissed 'cause you lost
Six is your beat down, your title is
Takin' out your four man crew eleven
By the twelveth I'll go for self, rockin' New York like no one else

You can check any rapper seventy-eight
A few have rocked their career straight
Some had dope twelve inches, 'em
But not crews had slammin' albums

B.D.P. consistently from Criminal Minded to 1990
Why? Well that's my baby
Here's a hint, the public me
So you can me a public servant
Not a King but a teacher, I'll I earned it

So I walk or ride my bike
If I walk to a jam, well rock the mic
Gimme a 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, have to untangle
Adidas, Nike's, arms,
suckers in the wheel of my bike

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

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

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

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

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

I dress up to rap or keep a hairdo
I only grab the mic and bust in a crew
I deny your as artists
You're out a record expectin' to chart

But it's weak but you speak through the microphone
You fail to realize nope, you're not on the earth
The light comes as K.R.S.
Intelligence force and love manifest in the

I the mic and shed light
Behave, you're still a 20th slave
Headed for the in a wave
So save the microscopic small talk 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 together and whatever

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

Yeah,
Throw your in the sky
And wave 'em side to side
And if you're in this life 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, D-Square in the
We got Ms. Melodie rockin' the
My man D-Nice, hit it