featuring Freddie Foxxx

[KRS One] * voice echoing*

Think you dope? Want this title?

Then you better come step up or step OFF!

[Freddie Foxxx]

Yo check this out all jokes aside

Let's get busy

[KRS One]

Word! Blastmaster KRS One in the house

Hah everybody for some reason wanna be a gangsta

You don't know NUTTIN about bein no GANGSTA

[Freddie Foxxx]

Worrrrrrrd up! Aiyyo check this out

This is Freddie F-O-X-X-X

And guess what's next

[KRS-One]

Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat

Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack

Every posse wan fi chat, they wan fi chat, they wan fi chat

Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack

Every posse wan fi chat, but ju knows dem is wack

They jump pon the mic, an' wan fi do it like dat

But ahh, now dis a KRS, me nah takes dat

When me open up to work, I put a cape on me back

Then me, FLY ALL AROUND THE EMCEE WORLD

KRS, the Artical, is not to be [*changes from patois*]

fucked with, ? with, or tampered with

Don't give a fuck if you wanna riff

But when you say Kris, already derivative of Kris

My eyebrows lift and that ass I get with (HUH)

As a matter of fact, I attack, hijack

Set back, your career, like a quarterback

that broke his back, my tongue is like a bat

Your eye'll get black, you'll need an icepack (RRRRRUFF!)

I'm all that, come with your whole pack

You'll be prayin to the God of Isaac

So Freddie Foxxx, it's time to get tough [uh-huh]

Just, get on the mic and get RUFF, RUFF

[Freddie Foxxx]

Soon as I flex, cause I'm about to rip up shop