Indeed truly we are the 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 can't get no All about action, not a fast All the whick sucker DJ's
try much harder My man Willie Willie D Taggin' up B.D.P. a fat marker And this is on today's charter
Ha hah hah All the in the place throw your hands up in the air B.D.P. without no fear So Kenny Parker if you know time it is Throw the funky fresh in like this
C'mon, ha hah it's me, down with B.D.P. KRS-One any party Rocks the and the breaks Rock the socks off the and the fakes
The suckers while I'm creatin' They get together and they start How can we him out one time? So push up the best with the freshest rhyme
I might go and he'll go second I'll him, deck him, say to him, "Just checkin' the mic" Droppin' fresh I like So throw up your and drop your mic
I'll go third and he'll go fourth By the fifth you're 'cause you lost Six is beat down, your title is seven out your four man crew makes eleven By the well I'll go for self, rockin' New York like no one else
You can any rapper from seventy-eight A few have rocked whole career straight Some had twelve inches, count 'em But not many crews had slammin'
B.D.P. consistently from Criminal Minded to 1990 Well that's my secret baby Here's a hint, the public me So you can call me a servant Not a King but a teacher, I'll believe I it
So I just or ride my bike If I walk to a jam, I'll rock the mic Gimme a and I'll rock the house But let a sucker try to take me out
'Cause male or female, I will If it's a crew, have to untangle Adidas, Nike's, arms, Turntables suckers in the of my bike
Step up if that's what you like But watch your 'cause it'll fly like a kite 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 mentor is mine, it's time you surrender Sucker and just up quickly Your style is but you persist to get me
Or out wit me with the that I created Years ago when you was doin' a dollar fifty Oh, all of a sudden you know Or can't remember, can't recall, can't bring to
rhyme that place do not chase I run a marathon a race of rhymes in face In case you bass, I'll erase whole rap Tell you now, I ain't tryin' to hear that
I don't up to rap or keep a hairdo I only grab the mic and holes in a crew I deny your existence as puttin' out a record expectin' to chart
But it's weak but when you through the microphone You fail to realize nope, you're not alone on the The light comes as K.R.S. Intelligence force and manifest in the flesh
I the mic and shed light Behave, still a 20th century slave Headed for the grave in a So save the microscopic small talk and walk
And put a pep in your step will destroy any ignorant reputation In the nation, in Princes, Kings, or any occupation
Like rappers nuttin' to say I crush those and throw 'em away 'Cause no how fatter the wallet, I'd rather Gather together and whatever
Egotistic With macho If you ain't for down for Guns 'N' Roses
Yeah, your hands in the sky And wave 'em from side to And if you're in life just gettin' by say, "Alright, alright"
DJ Kenny Parker takin' out these sucker My man Willie D, in a daze, ha hah We got Symone in the We got, in the house We got Ms. Melodie the soundset My man D-Nice, hit it