Indeed we are the mighty mighty B.D.P. posse This is our 4th and we're still not takin' no shorts Yeah, ha hah
On the wheels of steel, is Kenny As we say, he get no darker All about action, not a talker All the whick sucker DJ's
try much harder My man Willie Willie D Taggin' up B.D.P. with a fat And is what's on today's charter
Ha hah hah All the ladies in the place throw your up in the air B.D.P. without no fear So Parker if you know what time it is Throw the funky fresh beat in this
C'mon, ha hah Well me, down with B.D.P. KRS-One any party Rocks the beats and the Rock the off the frauds and the fakes
The shake while I'm creatin' get together and they start debatin' How can we take him out one So they push up the best with the rhyme
I might go first and he'll go I'll him, deck him, say to him, "Just checkin' the mic" Droppin' fresh styles I So throw up your hands and your mic
'Cause I'll go third and go fourth By the fifth you're dissed 'cause you Six is your beat down, title is seven out your four man crew makes eleven By the twelveth well I'll go for self, rockin' New York no one else
You can check any rapper from A few have rocked whole career straight Some had dope inches, count 'em But not crews had slammin' albums
B.D.P. consistently from Criminal Minded to 1990 Well that's my secret baby Here's a hint, the pays me So you can call me a servant Not a King but a teacher, I'll I earned it
So I just walk or my bike If I to a jam, well I'll 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 a crew, they'll have to untangle Adidas, Nike's, arms, Turntables suckers in the of my bike
Step right up if that's what you But watch your head 'cause it'll fly like a In the at a height right for flight Way out of sight, you bite, I
My is bright Still you're sellin' out to As your fagot DJ say "Well alright"
I am your Victory is mine, it's you surrender Sucker and just 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 sudden you don't Or can't remember, recall, can't bring to mind
That rhyme that place do not I run a marathon a of rhymes in your face In case you bass, I'll erase your rap you right now, I ain't tryin' to hear that
I dress up to rap or keep a hairdo I only grab the mic and bust holes in a I your existence as artists You're puttin' out a record to chart
But weak but when you speak through the microphone You fail to realize nope, not alone on the earth The light comes as K.R.S. Intelligence and love manifest in the flesh
I snatch the mic and light Behave, still a 20th century slave for the grave in a wave So save the miniature small talk and walk
And put a little pep in step KRS-One will destroy any reputation In the nation, in Princes, Kings, or any occupation
rappers with nuttin' to say I crush those idiots and 'em away 'Cause no how fatter the wallet, I'd rather together and splatter whatever
Egotistic With poses If you ain't for You're down for Guns 'N'
Yeah, your hands in the sky And wave 'em side to side And if in this life just gettin' by say, "Alright, alright"
DJ Kenny Parker takin' out these DJ's My man D, never 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