Drop it Heavy

[10 second news intro]<br><br>[KRS-One]<br>That`s right, on any beat we sail<br>Don`t put your money on bail, put it on full scale<br>Ha hah! Never fail, KRS<br><br>I`d rather have a hundred-thousand true heads by me<br>Than one million of your fake fanatics behind me<br>I keep it grimey, chase me, you will never find me<br>I`ll take you out in 2 or 3 minutes, you can time me<br>You the dopest MC? I leave that ass sizzlin<br>I`m givin more rhythm than gang rapes in prison<br>You small time, you ain`t a pro; yeah you kick the raw rhyme<br>But your show and your flow - that`s all mine<br>Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability<br>I`ll bring it right straight to your jaw, free delivery<br>Get with me, now I spit rap<br>I represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that!<br>Click-a-click clap, you don`t wanna battle me<br>You wanna scat away - I battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday<br>Wait, let me check the schedule again, Saturday<br>I think you oughta follow your squad, they ran that-away<br>These rappers be played out, spaced out, no format<br>Now why would you place your money on that?<br>I drop more bars than Sing-Sing, cha-ching!<br>Real teachers teach real things!<br>I brings knowledge and skill, you should try to get with it<br>Challenging knowledge, only means that you`re ignorant<br>With the sword of justice, your throat I`m stickin it<br>Gossip and scandal? I don`t put my lips in it<br>Grow up, I`m movin like a U-Haul truck<br>You all stuck cause you all suck, duck duck buck buck buck<br>Forget the curb hops, your luck stops<br>I bring it to your buttocks, with nuff glocks<br><br>[Big Pun]<br>Yo, my squad is honored it like Elijah Muhammed<br>But I`m God-retarded, ain`t no righteousness in this heart of violence<br>Hard as diamond but I`m in the rough, listen up<br>If you ever see me wit the Feds you can bet it`s in the cuffs<br>Ain`t no snitchin us, bitchin us<br>Unofficialness, everything we are star, you wish you was<br>Official thugs in the drug profession<br>Drug connections, drug addictions<br>Still seein the judge for drug possession<br>The four-D`s, all these is more reas`<br>to either get big, or leave or let live<br>We the best there is T.S., ain`t nobody else<br>We probably Dove; cause we all way on top of the shelf<br>I`m lockin your wealth, with the master keys freeze<br>Don`t try to breeze, I`ma squeeze and blast the back of your knees<br>Just pass the cheese, please don`t test the toaster<br>My tech`ll roast ya body faster than Ferrari`s Testarossa<br>You gettin closer to death, reaper`s got a hold on your breath<br>You goin straight to hell as you sell your soul for your flesh<br>You was posin a threat, now you froze in the bed<br>Minute ago, you was poppin shit, holdin ya dick<br>Now what`s the problem? You ain`t nuttin like you said on your album<br>I thought you was wildin bustin your guns and runnin the Island<br>You was`t violent, you was silent tryin to get college credits<br>How pathetic, did it to get out of the calisthenics<br>I`m "Dianetics" combined with lyrics<br>My matureness is my insurance, kill my appearance, I`m a shinin spirit<br>You gotta fear it, cause every last gem is poison<br>You gotta cheer it, if you can`t win you better join `em<br>I`m head-annointin niggaz like the Holy Gospel<br>I`m the only vato loco to smoke you wit fire-blowin nostrils<br>Watch for the toast, when you see it, you better draw yours<br>Warlords, callin The Giant, it`s all yours<br><br>[A.G.]<br>Went from welfare to Bel Air, and hell yeah, I hold heat<br>With a license to kill like police, so don`t sleep<br>The sun shines, brighter, than any star<br>Rap terrorist, bomb mics in the name of Allah<br>Show & A.G. is who we are, forever terror<br>All I need is 26 letters and 16 bars<br>I`ll be bomb droppin, verses, that be so depth<br>Searchin for those who co-slept, `til there`s no left<br>Curious, how we still around, mysterious<br>Like a dopefiend clean, never touchin the ground<br>And you knew it when you heard us, I`m fluent with this<br>MC`s wanna serve us, DJ`s are mad nervous<br>But can`t hurt us, they get the dick, I be<br>G.D. for life, roll with D.I., T.C.<br>Short for D-I, G-G, I-N<br>Double it, add the Crates, now they lovin it<br>No need to cover it, let it shine like the sun do<br>Now who reflect like us? None do, but still come through<br>Humble, even when I play with it<br>Convey it in a way that sounds so dope<br>You wanna quote and learn to say it<br>Underdog for life, ain`t commercial enough, to be the favorite<br>I`m trife, I bite when you bark, so save it<br>He has to be a Master P, imitation<br>Cause he ain`t "bout it" plus he ain`t +TRU+<br>Show & A the same two<br>Since we first came through, niggaz yellin<br>Y`all supposed to rock and blow the spot, I said we aim to<br>If we don`t climax we can`t blame you<br>Told shorty ridin shotgun, ain`t that true?<br>It must have hit her off guard, she wasn`t ready<br>Mind was occupied on gettin sweaty, we lay it "Heavy"