"now what you hear is not a test" --> sugarhill gang
(cut up 4x by dj premier)
[guru]
Well goodness gracious, let me just take this
Time out to pull a rhyme out, and update this
For you and yours, simply because
Some mc抯 have luck but suck
So I pluck em like feathers on the back of a chicken
Cause I抦 mad like a pit when my man says, "sick 抏m"
Positive is the mindstate, but it could still mean that
I will kick a ill, malicious like mean rap
Suckers they forced me, to knock em all out and
They think they know things, like what I抦 about and
They try to analyze criticize scandalize
The outcome is death, don抰 ask me to sympathize
Realize, that I抦 not to be played with
I抣l flip so fast, you won抰 know I抦 the same kid
I抦 tired and fed, with all the weak stuff said
All the phony-baloney, that went out like pro-keds
You抳e got no leads, so you shoot blanks
It抯 me the crowd thanks as I step to the top ranks
Bankin my money, and investin it wisely
Snatchin up chumps when they try to sneak by me
I抦 the dominant one, call me the prominant one
And as I抦 speakin I抣l be bombin the dumb
Deaf and blind cause I was born with a sharp mind
Eatin mc抯 with ease like it抯 lunchtime
Or crunchtime, when they get done without warning
I抣l bust that butt from nighttime til morning
Your song抯 boring, and so I抦 scoring
Much points cause when it抯 time to throw joints
I cause havoc, the mic I grab is like savage
I invade the stage, and make you get off
The force is like a three-eight, blowin your head off
And that抯 just in case you might be wearin a vest
Cause you抮e simply a pest in this mess I suggest you
"take a rest"
"if this meaning doesn抰 manifest, put it to rest" --> krs-one
(dj premier cuts 2x)
[guru]
Don抰 ever sleep son, peep one or two of these lines here
Arranged by a great brain, delivering rhymes clear
And concise with a nice dope voice and
Killin the fakes like a taste of some poison
Punks are thinkin they抮e alla that, their voices are all flat
They抮e findin their names, in a wack rapper抯 almanac
Me follow that hollow crap, no way jose
I抣l seek out a better sound, to somethin premier plays
Days will go by, and soon you抣l know why
Mc抯 like me will rise like the enterprise
Starship, headin straight for the target
Destination, a place where no perpetration
Is permitted, the guru is with it to explain
How some mc抯 are scared to ride on a four train
Or any other train in the city, for that matter
Playin a role that they stole like a batter
But I know they ain抰 so I抣l paint the real picture
My vocals go solo and like a bolo I抣l hitcha
Square in your face I抣l crack your ribs and your chest
Cause you thought your off-brand jam was the best
You fessed cause you guessed people would be impressed
I抦 gonna bust that bubble on the double "take a rest"
(dj premier cuts "take a rest" for the chorus)
[guru]
Sit back and reflect, ponder and chill out
Rhymes like daggers make blood spill out
But you can抰 blame me, for bringin disaster
With all these ducks, claimin that they抮e the masters
Only thing they mastered, is how to get wacker
As I roll uphill, they roll downhill faster
Now they抮e wondering how they lost their touch
Wanna buy my rhymes but mine cost too much
I抦 the innovative one, call me the creative one
And I won抰 stop til the job is done
All the slobs just run when I come to get some
Cause they know better, than to challenge this go-getter
They get bust you can trust cause I won抰 let a
Booty-ass rapper get wins against me?
I guarantee that I won抰 act friendly
Cause crabs have a nerve and deserve to get whipped on
Their girls get kissed on, while they get flipped on
I slaughter and slay, or slap em up quick
Cause the lyrics they kick make me seriously sick
No substance, no value, but nevertheless
They抮e gettin daytime play but I still say they should "take a rest"
(dj premier cuts "take a rest" for four bars, then song fades)
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