GangStarr - Flip The Script lyrics

Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayed By the one who forgave him for his first mistakes He'd best behave, or I`ma send him a wave Of some shocking volts, he doesn`t know what he`s talkin about He's kickin a bunch of crap so I`ll be the judge of that The boy lacks artistry but still he tries hard to be An entertainer, but instead he`s a waste of My time and your time so I`ll kick the pure rhymes Whenever you`re looking for rap that`s exceptional And credible, straight to the G`s you better go Cause GangStarr`s known to be prone to be Masters of streetwise poetry and turntable wizardry But still be a cold day in Hell when you hear that Guru or Premier ever tell s**ers get sales But they fail in the long run that kid who went gold yo That was the wrong one but tonight the spotlight is all on me I`m the Guru, of the G-A-N-G Taking out scrubs cause they rub me the wrong way And I`ll say, that they`ve still got a long way to go To show they can flow like a real pro So gimme that loot catch the boot from my steel toe I`m changing the scenery as I make em uncomfortable Cause most MC`s ain`t really got no pull Watch me stifle em quick with the gift and the wit Make em quit all that riff as I flip the script [Chorus] Fool listen, I know that you`ve been missing All this and so my rhymes are gonna gleem and glisten Like a gem, and if you are the fake MC type I`ll shine so bright I`ll be blinding your eyesight Your capabilities fall short so I`ma treat you like a dwarf On a basketball court still you try to rap And even claim you got new styles but Rolling your tongue`s been playe dout for a while And you don`t sound fly so why are you doing that? You had a dope track but you`re wack so you ruined that I couldn`t make out what you were saying your diction Is jumbled where as me I`m conveying clear thoughts To a crowd that`s most critical Booty duck rappers like you are just pitiful I bet you couldn`t name more than one pioneer Cause you didn`t pay dues and you got on on outta nowhere But that`s OK cause I`m peeping your card If rap was my house you`d be sweeping the yard As I recline I`ll find more chores to give ya Like moppin the floors or maybe fetchin my slippers So don`t even trip or run off with the lip Cause as soon as you slip you know I`ll flip the script [Chorus]