Reputation

[KRS-One]<br>Can we hear the track please..<br>BLAOW! Who are we? (We..) {Reputation!}<br>Who are we? (We..) {Reputation!}<br>Only the best touch the microphone<br>(One two, check one two) You know whassup<br>Chubb Rock, KRS-One, get `cha mind blown<br>Now we gon` talk about.. {Reputation!}<br>.. your reputation<br>(It`s about to blow.. shit`s about to blow big)<br>Reputation {Reputation!}<br>(Mental countdown) {Reputation!}<br>Lyrical skills we bring for the nation<br>(We have liftoff) Chubb Rock come down!<br><br>[Chubb Rock]<br>I am the big time figure, the bass drum hitter<br>The I am what I am rogueish nigga<br>A flow like lava, to heat up the chatta<br>Heat up ya mat`ta, then go stick her daughter<br>I oughta, Joe Cocker your opera<br>Crowd rock ya, I make you scream "Oooh ah ah!"<br>I, indubital mental big head<br>Praying for a battle if ya battle, you`re dead<br>Get diesel, I do ya like they did Bugsy Siegal<br>I`m on the mic and Kris is really on the me-tal<br>Cuttin, backspinnin and recuttin<br>Your english bugged so you can`t do me nuttin<br>Laced up lyrics and the beat real tight<br>Your song is wrong and I get focused right<br>with the EQ, be who, be you<br>When you`re trying to be me, you and your crew<br>Just stop, before the shit gets too hot<br>You need respect - just to get a rep<br><br>[KRS-One]<br>Tra la la la la la la la lay<br>We the freshest deejay in America today, hey hey!<br>Tra la la la la la la la lay<br>We the freshest deejay, in America today - hey hey!<br><br>[Chubb Rock]<br>Well the lyrics of my peers have changed course here`s<br>platinum LP`s, the subject is to swear, yeah!<br>And who wears what and what, fashion is up<br>and which designer cut is more corrupt<br>It`s an open and shut case, no ill look is on my face<br>while the bass growls, profound nouns buy a vowel<br>I`m concerned because, "You Must Learn"<br>before you croak, I`ve been dope since I was sperm<br>Sellin records, but of course with no return<br>On the mic you know I burn baby {*inhales*}<br>With your beats you know you have no respect<br>Kids haven`t walked wild since "Go Stet"<br>And I bet when they stage rock they get booed<br>They need qualuudes to get crude and extra rude<br>The spirits have haunted your lyrics so I slept<br>Got nuff Z`s, tryin to get a rep<br><br>[KRS-One]<br>If you thinkin that it`s KRS you wanna take out<br>You better reroute quick you got it, all wrong<br>See when I grab the microphone career is finished<br>You better reroute quick you got it, all wrong<br>I do not mean to diss you but we simply are the best ones<br>And you can call him Chubb or you can call me KRS-One<br>Either way you`ll get done, anywhere, any one<br>Me and lyrics one ton, straighten up and choose one SON<br>In nineteen-ninety-sess, KRS is in his peak`n<br>You will weaken and collapse like Michael at the (?)<br>You talk more ish than a senator<br>You can`t last, just call me enema, cause I`ll be in that <br>ass-teroid, heaven to merkatroid<br>I`m that 6L microphone holdin humanoid<br>Psychological like Sigmund Freud<br>But I get annoyed, cause these rappers have no brain<br>These hardcore rappers crack me up like cocaine<br>They got no skill or game<br>They sound like that commercial that be sayin<br>"Ask for Minoxonil, with Rogaine"<br>True skills I will explain<br>The T`Cha breaks the campaign down plain<br><br>{People always talk about..}<br>Complete blowout, complete blowout {Reputation!}<br>Check, complete blowout {Reputation!}<br>{People always talk about..}<br>"Now I understand what they`re talkin about" {Reputation!}<br>"Now I understand what they`re talkin about" {Reputation!}<br>"Now I understand what they`re talkin about"