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

Have a seat quick, I speak or spit flicks on your
Time to complete shit, no weak shit, I mean freak properly
I can feel becoming a lyric monopoly
Others will copy me but my shit sloppily

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

Yo, up, get from out my face
Before you get quickly

the hip hop, the hibby, I rip it in a minute
'Cause I'm gifted December 25th, now let me flip
I'm all knowing lyrically growing
Even when it's snowing, I'm going

Free flowing and stomping, never
Overthrowing the comp, big up
I got more styles the planet got women
I got as many as is many styles of women

Don't make me come out on that ass flippin'
Your mental I'm afflictin', actin' ill and
Pickin' the at random, slammin' em
Draggin' them to the and dismantlin' them

As my Hydrogen to Helium, I shine
of your lyrics I'm feelin' em, you rhyme
Like you should be wearin' an
Scrapin' a pot a name like Mariam

But rappers talk too shit
And can't back it up with
Build ya

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

It's time for the raw shit, not on tour shit, that outlaw shit
That real hardcore shit, KRS-One runs shit diarrhea
motherfuckers, hear my shit and get up outta here
I don't this year

Alot of albums is this year
"Will KRS it?" Ahh yeah
Thanks for the invite, it's just to get hype
That straight up raw street type shit is what it feel

I will be displayin', styles, I'm saying
styles from the miracle child
Want a pile of ill styles wildin' on radio dial?
Smile, I been for awhile

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

Stacks of money for videos, I don't it
You're lookin' at the last MC true talent
Get your tape fast kid
another classic, turn up the cassette!

All my styles are lyrically and movin'
While soothin' any for booing
Ungluing mouth from my private
The more the merrier, superior

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

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

But talk too much shit
And back it up with lyric
Build ya

But talk too much shit
And can't back it up lyric
Build ya

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

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