KRS One

Build Ya Skills

KRS One


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 shit no weak shit I mean freak shit properly 
I can feel myself becoming a lyric monopoly 
Others will copy me but repeat my shit 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 ass 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 

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But rappers talk too much shit 
And can't back it up with lyrics 
Build ya skills 

It's time for the raw shit 
Not that on tour shit 
That real hardcore shit 
KRS-One runs shit like diarrhea 
Bitin' motherfuckers hear my shit 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 shit 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 fuck shit for fun 
....Yeah I know I'll get one 

Chorus