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Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty B.D.P.
This is our 4th album and we're 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 whack sucker DJ's

Gotta try much
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 your hands up in the air
B.D.P. without no fear
So Kenny Parker if you what time it is
Throw the funky beat in like this

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

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

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

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

You can check any from seventy-eight
A few have rocked their whole straight
Some had dope twelve inches, '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 me a public servant
Not a King but a teacher, believe I earned it

So I just or ride 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 sucker try to me out

'Cause or female, I will strangle
If it's a crew, have to untangle
Adidas, Nike's, arms,
Turntables in the wheel of my bike

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

My style is
Still you're out to white
As your DJ would say
"Well alright"

I am mentor
Victory is mine, time you surrender
and just back up quickly
Your style is sickly but you 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 bring to

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

I don't dress up to rap or a hairdo
I only grab the mic and bust in a crew
I deny existence as artists
You're puttin' out a record expectin' to

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 force and love in the flesh

I the mic and shed light
Behave, you're still a century slave
Headed for the in a wave
So save the microscopic miniature small talk and

And put a little pep in your
KRS-One will destroy any ignorant
In the nation, in
Princes, Kings, Queens or any

Like with nuttin' to say
I crush those idiots and 'em away
'Cause no matter how the wallet, I'd rather
Gather and splatter whatever

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

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

DJ Kenny Parker takin' out these DJ's
My man D, never in a daze, ha hah
We got Symone in the
We got, in the house
We got Ms. Melodie rockin' the
My man D-Nice, hit it