featuring Freddie Foxxx
[KRS One] * voice echoing*
Think you dope? Want this title?
Then you better come step up or step OFF!
[Freddie Foxxx]
Yo check this out all jokes aside
Let's get busy
[KRS One]
Word! Blastmaster KRS One in the house
Hah everybody for some reason wanna be a gangsta
You don't know NUTTIN about bein no GANGSTA
[Freddie Foxxx]
Worrrrrrrd up! Aiyyo check this out
This is Freddie F-O-X-X-X
And guess what's next
[KRS-One]
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack
They jump pon the mic, an' wan fi do it like dat
But ahh, now dis a KRS, me nah takes dat
When me open up to work, I put a cape on me back
Then me, FLY ALL AROUND THE EMCEE WORLD
KRS, the Artical, is not to be [*changes from patois*]
fucked with, ? with, or tampered with
Don't give a fuck if you wanna riff
But when you say Kris, already derivative of Kris
My eyebrows lift and that ass I get with (HUH)
As a matter of fact, I attack, hijack
Set back, your career, like a quarterback
that broke his back, my tongue is like a bat
Your eye'll get black, you'll need an icepack (RRRRRUFF!)
I'm all that, come with your whole pack
You'll be prayin to the God of Isaac
So Freddie Foxxx, it's time to get tough [uh-huh]
Just, get on the mic and get RUFF, RUFF
[Freddie Foxxx]
Soon as I flex, cause I'm about to rip up shop
