featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than one million of your fake fanatics behind me
I keep it grimy; chase me you will never find me
I take you out for two or three minutes you can time me
You the dopest emcee? I leave that ass sizzlin
I'm giving more rhythm than gang rapes in prison
You small time; you ain't a pro, yeah you kicked the wrong rhyme
But you showing your flow, that's all mine
Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability
I'll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free delivery
Get with me, now I spit rap
I represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that!
Click-a-click clap
You don't wanna battle me, you wanna scatterway
I battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, wait, let me
check the schedule again, Saturday
I think you outta follow your squad, they ran that away
You rapper, you played out, spaced out, no format
Now why would you place your money on that?
I drop more bars than Sing-Sing, cha-ching!
Real teachers teach real things
I bring, knowledge and skill, you should try to get with it
Challenging knowledge, only means that you're ignorant
With the Sword of Justice, your throat I'm sticking in
Gossip and scandal, I don't put my lips in it
Grow up, I'm moving like a U-haul truck
You all stuck cause you all suck buck, buck buck-buck-buck-buck!
Forget the cut, ?hasta la? stops, I bring it to your buttocks, enough
glocks
Verse two: Big Punisher
Yo; my squad is on it like Elijah Muhammed
But I'm garbage, hard, ain't no richeousness in this heart of violence
