[KRS-One]
"There's no such thing as rich hip hop, get it out of your mind
All these rappers talking about they rich is over. Again, no, sorry
I'll speed the story up for you real quick
All the rappers in the top ten today will be like MC Hammer in 5 years..."
[Verse 1: FrivolousShara]
Yo yo, ayo they call me Ms. Frivolous
Pen game meticulous
With this music I get way more than intimate
You rappers still k**ing me
But I'm still k**ing beats
Not even in April will these fool's get ahead of me
Oh yeah, I am a lyricist
But what you know you about the kid?
I'm the type of chick to get your therapist a therapist
Sick in the mind
Where these bars from?
I've got an itty bitty tolerance for fraud scum
Uh
Catch me at the end of a rainbow
I'm a pot gold
Why you messing with the same flow, status quo?
Take off your blindfold
Open your ear holes
My third eye open while these ignorant minds closed
I'm just tryna educate, speculate, meditate, relate to the people in any way
That's why I don't mind going through the crap that I go through
I want to have some empathy for you, and that's true
[Hook]
I'm just tryna bring it back
I'm just tryna bring the fire back
H-O-T MC's, yup, roger that
I'm just tryna inspire, inspire and bring the fire (2x)
[Verse 2: FrivolousShara]
I'm smooth with the wordplay
Even on a rainy day
Yes, even flowers need a little rain, that's okay
That's how it's got to be
Hip-Hop prodigy
Hip-Hop prophecy
Hip-Hop product, see
I ain't with the East or the West coast
The North or the South
I'm an encompa**ment of the compa**
Somethin' like Columbus
Treading over new land, I should have my own genre
Shara's honor, I will never fall asunder
I am somethin' like Jehovah's Witness knockin' at your ear drum
In it for the pa**ion but yo, hand me that lump sum
I do this for me first
And I do this for y'all next
I keep control
Only way I'll cash a check
I'm a menace to society
Competition is riding me
Hop off my stick shift before you're on this hitlist
Nah, you ain't the worth the time
My flows are just too refined
Betta recognize my composition and precision though
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Asce Blayze]
I been in the k**in' mood, you knew my sk**s are unlimited too
Don't think I'm making these moves?
I'm givin' them all the deuces
Who's cool as this a dude who rips in this day and age?
It must be a miracle on the the mic I'm an animal
I'm a werewolf professor lupin set fire where the roof is
I guess I'm teaching you kids I'm hot as titan's right where a wound is
All these people know how to fix hip hop, then what's up?
You're not tryna bring it back yourself THEN YOU CAN SHUT UP!
Sorry, I get real pa**ionate about this rappin' and how underground is super secluded as Heisenburgs cabin is
I don't mean to be mean I just wish that they'd be like me and strive to spit fresh and clean as listerine swishing through they teeth
The steeze of a breeze too smooth to leave spit nuclear arms so nonchalant how I drop bombs on y'all
Forget the savage man I'll rip up with all my manner
Quick to set fire to your tail like a Charmander
[Hook]
[KRS-One]
"Those that only a**ociate with rap.. is like knowing the Constitution of the United States without knowing the Declaration of Independence
It's like calling the name of Jesus and know nothing of the Bible
You can say Jesus all day, people know what you're talking about!
But have you really read?
Is the Holy spirit really on you?
This is the difference between Hip-Hop and Rap."