Build Ya Skillz

KRS-One, Busta Rhymes1995年10月9日

歌詞

 

Build Ya Skillz - KRS-One/Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)

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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 cheeks

Time to complete sh*t

No weak sh*t

I mean freak sh*t properly

I can feel myself becoming a lyric monopoly

Others will copy me

But repeat my sh*t 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

Yo Word up

Get from out my face

Before you get bust quickly

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 a** 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

 

But rappers talk too much sh*t

 

And can't back it up with lyrics

Build ya skills

 

But rappers talk too much sh*t

And can't back it up with lyrics

 

It's time for the raw sh*t

Not that on tour sh*t

That real hardcore sh*t

That real hardcore sh*t

Like runs sh*t like diarrhea

Bitin' motherf**kers hear

My sh*t 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 sh*t

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 f**k sh*t for fun

Yeah I know I'll get one

 

But rappers talk too much sh*t

And can't back it up with lyrics

Build ya skills

 

But rappers talk too much sh*t

 

And can't back it up with lyrics

Build ya skills

 

But rappers talk too much sh*t

 

And can't back it up with lyrics

Build ya skills

But rappers talk too much sh*t

And can't back it up with lyrics

Build ya skills

 

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***歌詞來自第三方***