featuring Big Punisher KRS One

[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!

Verse one: KRS One

I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me

Than one million of your fake fanatics behind me

I keep it grimy; chase me you will never find me

I take you out for two or three minutes you can time me

You the dopest emcee? I leave that ass sizzlin

I'm giving more rhythm than gang rapes in prison

You small time; you ain't a pro, yeah you kicked the wrong rhyme

But you showing your flow, that's all mine

Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability

I'll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free delivery

Get with me, now I spit rap

I represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that!

Click-a-click clap

You don't wanna battle me, you wanna scatterway

I battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, wait, let me

check the schedule again, Saturday

I think you outta follow your squad, they ran that away

You rapper, you played out, spaced out, no format

Now why would you place your money on that?

I drop more bars than Sing-Sing, cha-ching!

Real teachers teach real things

I bring, knowledge and skill, you should try to get with it

Challenging knowledge, only means that you're ignorant

With the Sword of Justice, your throat I'm sticking in

Gossip and scandal, I don't put my lips in it

Grow up, I'm moving like a U-haul truck

You all stuck cause you all suck buck, buck buck-buck-buck-buck!

Forget the cut, ?hasta la? stops, I bring it to your buttocks, enough

glocks

Verse two: Big Punisher

Yo; my squad is on it like Elijah Muhammed

But I'm garbage, hard, ain't no richeousness in this heart of violence