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Check, I control your with one rhyme I speak
And get you like a prostitutes buttcheeks
Rapper get kicked in they mouth with
'Cause speech refuses to reach beyond the beach

Have a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on [Incomprehensible]
Time to complete shit, no weak shit, I mean shit properly
I can feel myself a lyric monopoly
Others will me but repeat my shit sloppily

Shocking me with inclinations of me
it got to be
My true identity is meant to see
I simply use the sent to me mentally

Yo, word up, get out my face
you get bust quickly

That's the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a
'Cause I'm gifted like 25th, now let me flip
I'm all knowing lyrically syllable
Even when it's snowing, I'm party

Free flowing and stomping, tip-toeing
the comp, big up Bronx
I got styles than the planet got women
I got as many as is many styles of women

Don't make me come out on ass start flippin'
Your I'm afflictin', actin' ill and sickin'
the victim at random, slammin' em
Draggin' to the stage and dismantlin' them

As my Hydrogen to Helium, I shine
None of your lyrics I'm feelin' em, you
you should be wearin' an apron
Scrapin' a pot a name like Mariam

But rappers too much shit
And back it up with lyric
ya skillz

But rappers talk too much
And can't back it up with

time for the raw shit, not that on tour shit, that outlaw shit
That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit like
Bitin' motherfuckers, my shit and get up outta here
I don't care this

Alot of albums is wack this
"Will KRS bring it?" Ahh
Thanks for the invite, it's just about to get
That up raw street type shit is what it feel like

I be displayin', lyrical styles, I'm saying
Lyrical styles the miracle child
Want a of ill styles wildin' on your radio dial?
Smile, I here for awhile

Peep my while I go on with the song
I rock the microphone take it to the streets with the Krylon
Clicka clacka, clicka
Take a can and slap a wack rapper

Stacks of money for videos, I have it
You're lookin' at the last MC with talent
Get your tape recorder kid
Boombastic classic, turn up the cassette!

All my styles are fantastic and movin'
While any urges for booing
Ungluing your mouth my private
The the merrier, syllable superior

East Coast, West Coast, battles are
'Cause I by myself will take out the North America
We need to rap beyond this land
Set up competitions with England and

World cups for rappers that fuck shit up for fun
Yeah, I I'll get one

But talk too much shit
And can't back it up with
ya skillz

But rappers too much shit
And can't it up with lyric
ya skillz

Rappers too much shit
And back it up with lyric
ya skillz

Rappers too much shit
And can't back it up with
ya skillz