Wannabemceez歌词
作词 : Martin, Parker
Wannabemceez -KRS -One /Mad Lion
One two testing one two
Alright party people in the place to be
The party has already started
And it's about to ill
Let me introduce you to another type of rapper MC
Where glamour and glitter don't matter gently
I'm tired of the Chattanooga empty
Classical like a German Luger
Deep like a tune for scuba diving who am I the hyper
Like I said before my radar's going bibbit bibbit
The microphone I grip it grip it lyric lyric I live it
Hear it my spirit is where it should be
Don't push me if you p**sy huh
I spot em it seems you want to ride the dillz
I got em KRS got skills in the place
I waste megahertz of bass bottom chill
As I rock em and get ill I build the perfect spot to kill
Verbal excitement will lead to your indictment
Whether or not you like it still number one I hype it
Your album rewrite it
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
Triplet syllables for minimal criminals
Lyrical riddles that got hard flavors in the middle
Sit back and chittle as I stand and still rebuild on skills
The admission of serial lyrics calculated to weaken the spirit
Will be diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I speak
Keep the heat at full peak my grammar
With stamina grabs a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the back of that DJ
I'm strapping and attacking a pack
And whatever happens after that just happens fact
Flamboyant and flashy is one point in time when you're not ashy
Focus on the syllable formats and the cash G
G for guard your grill I'm hard to kill
Odd but ill a job to fill is to refill on skills
We built and killed style and skill
While poetically recriminate you like a child I will
Get ill and switch to earn
Cause I prefer to slur but not blur
Blurring you're stirring up trouble surely you don't need it
Be seated I'm undefeated dem not see it
Observe me then beat it
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
Let's get back to the point quickly get with me
The voice from New York City is too witty
I come from a era of OJ cars Latin Quarter
Fake Gucci and fake Fendi you can't send me
Nowhere that I ain't been to
You can't tell me nutting that I ain't been through
Disrespect the teacher I got to get you
Cause they can't MC
But what you really saying
You sound like a b**ch a**rapper when he's saying
Yo Kris you hit too hard stop playing
Switching and swaying
Day in and day out your styles are played out see you way out
Before you're laid out your bright lights start to fade out
The last thing you heard is who let the K out
No gray area
Everything is black and white we took the gray out its scarier
Either you're winning or losing spinning the rules of conscience
But lyrically there ain't no stopping
I'm dropping a lot in your noggin
Cause I know that you're lyrically starving
Carbon your name battle battle
Everybody wants to battle but you bab ble
Who knows ya battling me is the only way that you can gain exposure
I feel for ya soldier
I hate to say it but I told ya so
You know that I know the ancient flow KRS One
Is the holder of a boulder yo money folder yo
You want a fresh style let me show you slow
Your blow I'm not your foe
Battling me no no no no no no no
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
If a DJ think he man den he better prepare for war
BDP crew get up in that a**like a piece of toilet tissue
General lion I chase them all and I am on fiyah
Represent the hardest crew you know how we do
Anything tess dead gun shot to dem head
Gwan gwan gwan
Wannabemceez -KRS -One /Mad Lion
One two testing one two
Alright party people in the place to be
The party has already started
And it's about to ill
Let me introduce you to another type of rapper MC
Where glamour and glitter don't matter gently
I'm tired of the Chattanooga empty
Classical like a German Luger
Deep like a tune for scuba diving who am I the hyper
Like I said before my radar's going bibbit bibbit
The microphone I grip it grip it lyric lyric I live it
Hear it my spirit is where it should be
Don't push me if you p**sy huh
I spot em it seems you want to ride the dillz
I got em KRS got skills in the place
I waste megahertz of bass bottom chill
As I rock em and get ill I build the perfect spot to kill
Verbal excitement will lead to your indictment
Whether or not you like it still number one I hype it
Your album rewrite it
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
Triplet syllables for minimal criminals
Lyrical riddles that got hard flavors in the middle
Sit back and chittle as I stand and still rebuild on skills
The admission of serial lyrics calculated to weaken the spirit
Will be diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I speak
Keep the heat at full peak my grammar
With stamina grabs a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the back of that DJ
I'm strapping and attacking a pack
And whatever happens after that just happens fact
Flamboyant and flashy is one point in time when you're not ashy
Focus on the syllable formats and the cash G
G for guard your grill I'm hard to kill
Odd but ill a job to fill is to refill on skills
We built and killed style and skill
While poetically recriminate you like a child I will
Get ill and switch to earn
Cause I prefer to slur but not blur
Blurring you're stirring up trouble surely you don't need it
Be seated I'm undefeated dem not see it
Observe me then beat it
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
Let's get back to the point quickly get with me
The voice from New York City is too witty
I come from a era of OJ cars Latin Quarter
Fake Gucci and fake Fendi you can't send me
Nowhere that I ain't been to
You can't tell me nutting that I ain't been through
Disrespect the teacher I got to get you
Cause they can't MC
But what you really saying
You sound like a b**ch a**rapper when he's saying
Yo Kris you hit too hard stop playing
Switching and swaying
Day in and day out your styles are played out see you way out
Before you're laid out your bright lights start to fade out
The last thing you heard is who let the K out
No gray area
Everything is black and white we took the gray out its scarier
Either you're winning or losing spinning the rules of conscience
But lyrically there ain't no stopping
I'm dropping a lot in your noggin
Cause I know that you're lyrically starving
Carbon your name battle battle
Everybody wants to battle but you bab ble
Who knows ya battling me is the only way that you can gain exposure
I feel for ya soldier
I hate to say it but I told ya so
You know that I know the ancient flow KRS One
Is the holder of a boulder yo money folder yo
You want a fresh style let me show you slow
Your blow I'm not your foe
Battling me no no no no no no no
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
How many MCs wannabemceez
Never be MCs cause they can't MC
If a DJ think he man den he better prepare for war
BDP crew get up in that a**like a piece of toilet tissue
General lion I chase them all and I am on fiyah
Represent the hardest crew you know how we do
Anything tess dead gun shot to dem head
Gwan gwan gwan
