Krs-one - Build Ya Skills Lyrics
Verse one: krs-oneCheck, I control your mind with one rhyme I speakAnd get you open like a prostitutes buttcheeksRapper get kicked in they mouth with cleetsCause theyre speech refuses to reach beyond the beachHave a seat quick I speak or spit flicks on your ? ? ?Time to complete shit, no weak shit, I mean freak shit properlyI can feel myself becoming a lyric monopolyOthers will copy me but repeat my shit sloppilyShocking me with inclinations of rocking meInsanity it got to beMy true idenity is never meant to seeI 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-oneThats the hip hop, the hibbyI rip it in a minute cause Im giftedLike december 25thNow let me flipIm all knowing lyrically syllable growingEven when its snowing Im party goingFree flowing and stomping!Never tip-toeingOverthrowing the compBig up bronx!I got more styles than the planet got womenI got as many rhymes as is many styles of womenDont make me come out on that ass start flippinYour mental Im afflictinActin ill and sickinPickin the victim at random, slammin emDraggin them to the stage and dismantlin themAs my hydrogen turns to helium I shine!None of your lyrics Im feelin emYou rhymeLike you should be wearin an apron scrapin a pot with a name like mariamChorus:But rappers talk too much shitAnd cant back it up with lyricsBuild ya skillsIts time for the raw shitNot that on tour shitThat real hardcore shitKrs-one runs shit like diarrheaBitin mother*****ers hear my shit and get up outta here!I dont care this yearAlot of albums is wak this yearWill krs bring it? ahh yeah!Thanks for the inviteIts just about to get hypeThat straight up raw street type shit is what it feel likeI will be displayin lyrical styles Im sayingLyrical styles from the miracle childWant a pile of ill styles wildin on your radio dial?SmileI been here for awhilePeep my style while I go on with the songI rock the microphone then it to the streets with the krylonClicka clacka! clicka clacka!Take a spraycan and slap a wak rapper!Stacks of money for videos I dont have itYoure lookin at the last mc with true talentGet your tape recorder fast kidBoombastic another classicTurn up the cassette!All my styles are lyrically fantastic and movinWhile soothin any urges for booingUngluing your mouth from my privateThe more the merrierSyllable superiorEast coast- west coast battles are inferiorCause I by myself will take out the whole north americaWe need to expand rap beyond this landSet up competitions with england and japanWorld cups for rappers that really ***** shit for fun....yeah I know Ill get oneChorus
