The knowledge I personify is bona fide
Haters groan and sigh. To the blind who deny style--I loan an eye
Zones defined by the written and the spoken rhyme
Provoke the mind to choke like beholding smokin' dimes
Talkin bout the jeans not the green- that's reefer
Peace to the powerful queens like Latifah
Smash beepers and cellphones with mad features
Keepin' both feet on the ground--I mean Adidas
I had cheetahs and leopards as pets
Seven in check, the sixth had the cleverest steps
Robots pop-lock- slide with the phat data
As I watch a turtle hang-glide with a jackhammer
Solar eclipse, B-girls be holding their hips
Headspins into a freeze- as cold as it gets
Crew hoodies drenched with aroma of sweat
And when the heads go berzerk that means the moment was fresh
And B-boys
Keep it movin', keep improvin', keep on doin' what you're doin'
B-girls
Keep it movin', keep improvin', keep on doin' what you're doin'
DJs, rock rock on, yeah
You be the heart of the party, so keep the beat strong
And MCs, rock rock on, yeah
Motivate with the mic and keep it movin' on...
The tribal ritual and boogaloo by the bus stop
With animated antics entranced by the uprock
Advancements of the innovators planning to bust spots
Entangled with the imitators biters can s**--nah
Now there there, no need to despair, squares
We're working in the circular with halos that tear hairs
The break's a home- and my throne is an air chair
Kids do air flares while the crowd stares like Care Bears
Running man, rubber bands to a pompo
Under fans a hundred hands grip to a bronco
Windmills turn, and an architect plans stuff
Superman saves babies, mummies' in handcuffs
Moet'll get spilled cause my poetical sk**s are incredible
Like Magic Johnson's medical bills
Dedicated to never-faded progressions of ill
Simply proving that the art form's indelible still