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KRS-ONE lyrics : "Build Ya Skillz"

[Verse One: KRS-One]

Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I speak

And get you open like a prostitutes buttcheeks
Rapper get kicked in they mouth with cleets
cause they're speech refuses to reach beyond the beach

Have a seat quick I speak or spit flicks on your ???
Time to complete %#@!, no weak %#@!, I mean freak %#@! properly
I can feel myself becoming a lyric monopoly

Others will copy me but repeat my %#@! sloppily
Shocking me with inclinations of rocking me
Insanity it got to be

My true idenity is never meant to see
I simply use the gifts sent to me mentally


[Busta Rhymes]
Yo! Word up! Get from out my face, before you get bust quickly!


[Verse two: KRS-One]

Thats the hip hop, the hibby

I rip it in a minute cause I'm gifted
Like December 25th
Now let me flip

I'm all knowing lyrically syllable growing
Even when it's snowing I'm party going
Free flowing and stomping!

Never tip-toeing
Overthrowing the comp
Big up Bronx!

I got more styles than the planet got women
I got as many rhymes as is many styles of women
Don't make me come out on that $$# start flippin'

Your mental I'm afflictin'
Actin' ill and sickin'
Pickin' the victim at random, slammin' 'em

Draggin' them to the stage and dismantlin' them
As my Hydrogen turns to Helium I shine!
None of your lyrics I'm feelin' 'em

You rhyme
Like you should be wearin' an apron scrapin' a pot with a name like Mariam


[Chorus:]

But rappers talk too much %#@!

And can't back it up with lyrics
Build ya skills


It's time for the raw %#@!
Not that on tour %#@!
That real hardcore %#@!

KRS-One runs %#@! like diarrhea
Bitin' mother$#&@ers hear my %#@! and get up outta here!
I don't care this year

Alot of albums is wak this year
"Will KRS bring it?" Ahh yeah!
Thanks for the invite

It's just about to get hype
That straight up raw street type %#@! is what it feel like
I will be displayin' lyrical styles I'm saying

Lyrical styles from the miracle child
Want a pile of ill styles wildin' on your radio dial?
Smile

I been here for awhile
Peep my style while I go on with the song
I rock the microphone then it to the streets with the Krylon

clicka clacka! clicka clacka!
Take a spraycan and slap a wak rapper!
Stacks of money for videos I don't have it

You're lookin' at the last MC with true talent
Get your tape recorder fast kid
Boombastic another classic

Turn up the cassette!
All my styles are lyrically fantastic and movin'
While soothin' any urges for booing

Ungluing your mouth from my private
The more the merrier
Syllable superior
East coast- West Coast battles are inferior
Cause I by myself will take out the whole North America

We need to expand rap beyond this land
Set up competitions with England and Japan
World cups for rappers that really $#&@ %#@! for fun
....Yeah I know I'll get one


[Chorus]

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