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Krs-One - Word Perfect lyrics
I brrrrrrrrrrrrrring!
 Philosophy when I s rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ing!
 I step like wildabeasts killll llll lllling!
 MC's harming me I sling lllll ling!
 Rhymes don't copy me you gots to be crazzzyaaayyyyy
 Yet you believe that you can slay me play me maybe
 Flip the style I be killll illl ing the track
 Obey me easssssse back you're silly wack and idle
 Give me back the title my arrival questions the survival
 of any rival rapper you're simply a promotional data
 Me, Kris the Master, beat, this the Master
 Seek, Kris the Master, eat, with the Master
 Treat, this the Master, but don't compete with the Master
 or you'll seek disaster
 Faster than the BlastMaster's folk can say "Oh!"
 That means YOU yo, you wrestlin with the style in your mind
 but I'm like sumo, doin judo, you know
 I go then you go, lyrics we run through run through
 You think you got the 4-1-1
 But I got the 5-5-5-1-2-1-2
 You're done through rhyme sessions with the teacher
 you know you shouldn'ta come to
 "Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --> Chuck D
 KRS, K-K-KRS (or variations)
 (repeat 4X)
 Canibus/Can-I-bust, like weed?
 And give you what you need
 There's the kickoff and KRS-One has the lead!Krs-One - Word Perfect - http://motolyrics.com/krs-one/word-perfect-lyrics.html
 Indeed I'm all around your neck like beads, raw hell
 I knock like doorbells, I'm hot while you chili/chilly like Hormel
 I'ma sure sell, no doubt
 How you think you gonna battle and take me out
 with my phrases in your mouth?
 Stop I rock your socks your blocks and set fire
 to your Reeboks, can't you see dat de God of rap I be dat
 From the highest tree top you'll hang
 I ride the fly cars like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
 You can't hang, with my mic con-cep-tion
 Cause we're not in the same gang, my juice is instant like Tang
 You rhyme beginner, wack rap sinner
 You attack next snap back CRACK and I'm the winner
 But that's simple for me to do as I'm speakin defeatin you
 Fairly beatin not cheatin you, heat-seekin and leakin through
 All styles be creepin through, in amazement they keepin you
 You be thinking, "What were you doin? The teacher competes with you?"
 You can run like the people do or you stay and you see it through
 I be lyrically eatin you anywhere I be seein you
 On the hip like I'm beepin you in your mental you're peek-a-boo
 No limit what we can do metaphorically teachin you
 Tell me what can you show me, simply you do not know me
 No I am not your homie, yo my lyrics are Epic
 but I'm not down with Sony, in the middle like Monie
 Scarfacin like Tony, your whole style is baloney
 You think you off the hook... but you're simply a pho-ney
 "Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --> Chuck D
 K-K-K, KRS (or variations)
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