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[ krs-one ]

Lord finesse and blastmaster krs-one

Lyrical styles weigh a ton

Lord finesse, we know you got skills

Come into the cypher and build

Chill out, all mc I kill

Come down

[ verse 1: lord finesse ]

Check it out, come on, heres your chance to swing

With some ill muthafuckas, we dont dance and sing

In 95 we out-jinglin

Servin poetic justice without that nigga john singleton

I do my thing while the fans be jealin

Hey yo, Im so dope, you better tap your man and tell him

I dont fake moves, I scrape crews, I make brothers break fool

Just give me a beat with a bass groove

Im mad funky, ask the experts

Cause I make you bob your head until your muthafuckin neck hurt

So dont ask me to match, gee

Cause if you aint real, Im bringin it to your face like acne

Now rappers run scams and flim-flams

On how they be gettin loose when they rusty like a tin man

They rap fast, tryin to stack cash

But on the reel to reel, yo, they still soundin half-assed

Yellin and screamin like they got somethin

When they dont got nothin, so them niggas need to stop frontin

Talkin how they be raggin shit

When I dont know if them niggas are rappin or talkin muthafuckin arabic

They act so ill, they no frills

They should go chill, they all mouth with no skills

When Im around yall feel funny

Cause Im young makin funds like shaquille oneal, money

You want any drama? you better wear plenty armor

I cut that ass like the chef at benny harners

The funky mans in it to win it

We gotta keep it real yo, no muthafuckin gimmicks

Whoever make a hit they the best (thats a gimmick)

You sell records based on how you dress (thats a gimmick)

Hey yo, that tongue-twistin shit, thats kinda fresh (thats a gimmick)

Whats when youre soft but youre frontin like youre stressed? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when youre only into rap to get paid? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when youre yellin and screamin up on stage? (thats a gimmick)

When your career is numbered by days? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when your lyrical style is just a faze? (thats a gimmick)

[ verse 2: krs-one ]

I guess yes yall, to the beat yall, bring in the street

Let me put my beeper on vibrate, so wont hear it beep

Representin the street, concrete what I speak, yeah, I live it

Let it be known, krs is not about a gimmick

I grab the mic and rip it, meanwhile they stallin

I raise the mic stand, because Im tall and I keep the crowd callin

Im not like those other rappers talkin about the caps they peel

Punk, I battle mcs for real

Fuck a record deal when youre still into hip-hoppin

With your country ass, sound like youre still pickin cotton

You get thrown across the room in that direction, listen

The lyrical teachers not the one you should be checkin

This is my eara, or era or eera, whatever, Im mad clever

I shoop, you doop, you doop like salt-n-pepa

Lyrical terror, you should never ever come for mine

When I rhyme I clean up mcs with the fresh smell of pine

I got skills, and it shows

You could slow or speed up the tempo, your style is fake like janet jacksons nose

Im sellin that real live shit, and you could get hurt

Youre sellin that fake shit like the home shopping network

You got a lotta rhymes to battle in a second

But frankly the bottom line is: wheres your hit record?

You claim Im jockin, you claim Im on your dick, wheres your witness?

If Im on your dick, my name has got to be syphilis

I come with lyrical physical fitness

Two months from now you will have bit this

Watch me light that ass up like christmas

Dont let me come out on that ass

Start flippin the lyrics I be kickin

Be hotter than curry chicken

So whether from the east or from the west

Theres no other krs

I got force

I came to your town to set it off

So when finesse goes hit it

Ill never mimick

Krs-one could never use a gimmick

When youre ridin the next rappers dick (thats a gimmick)

When youre r&b, and then you cold flip (thats a gimmick)

Start rhymin hardcore just to get a hit (thats a gimmick)

When yout get over, but your skills aint shit (thats a gimmick)

When you rap, but you dont have soul (thats a gimmick)

When you cross over just to go gold (thats a gimmick)

When youre not a gangster, but portrayin a role (thats a gimmick)

Whats when you shape in somebody elses mould? (thats a gimmick)

[ verse 3: lord finesse ]

Man your station, cause the clan youre facin

Is steppin to you trash muthafuckas like sanitatian

I shoot and throw rhymes, the whole nine when its showtime

(what up, kid? ) brothers know I can hold mine

On the real I got rhymes skills

When the times ill Im blowin up spots like a minefield

Brothers front with they chest out

But words from finesses mouthll leave them niggas stressed out

They make me sick to my stomach

(so put it on em, kid!) them muthafuckas dont want it

They cant see me, believe me

They all phoneys, like them niggas that be wrestlin on tv

Yo, theyre nowhere near pro

And niggas couldnt hang if they was muthafuckin scarecrows

Nowadays a lotta rappers sound fake

Talkin that gangster shit, when theyre softer than a poundcake

So why youre frontin with the burner, kid

When you done took more ass-whippins than fuckin tina turner did

You wanna front? so be it

But fuck beatin around the bush, I just speak how I see it

Me fall off? that shits dead

Thats not happenin, kid, so get that shit through your thick head

Ill never sellout (what? ) you head right

Ill never cross over (aight!) word life

So when I said it, peep the method

If I never go gold but get credit, I wont sweat it

In 95 we all in it

We gotta keep it real, yo, no muthafuckin gimmicks

Whats when you rap and dont appreciate the art? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when you sell out just to get a start? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when you make bullshit just for the charts? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when you rap, but its not from the heart? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when youre hardcore, then you turn pop? (thats a gimmick)

When you steal ideas to get props? (thats a gimmick)

When you sell out to be on top? (thats a gimmick)

Whats when you front like youre hard, but youre not? (thats a gimmick)

[ krs-one ]

Now let this be a lesson to all mcs

And djs

Anyone that come across the line will have to pay

Real hip hop is in effect

Real hip-hop is in effect

Real hip-hop is in effect

Give it respect

We catch wreck

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