Krs-one - 52 Bars lyrics

[Verse] I just took a vitamin, but now my eyes are wide and big And now I'm runnin' up the f**in' walls like I was Spider-Pig Flyin' into sh** like Al Qaeda did, I'll admit, I'm kinda lit I just slided a fifth of Irish whiskey inside my lips And I got rhymes to kick for days, yeah k**in' it really pays Stealin' my flame you'll be chillin' with Billy Mays I feel amazing, blazing this track, I'm takin' no crap And the fact you compare to other caucasians is wack No it ain't Asher Roth and I sound nothing like Action Bronson I sure as f** ain't Mac Miller or Mr. Mathers, stop it They say I'm a mix of Catfish and Hopsin, but I'm pa**ed the nonsense Waitin' for me to stop's like waiting for AIDS to hit Magic Johnson So hoe don't push me, p**y you can die slowly I'll break your legs and leave you in the bushes for the coyotes You might know me as the rapper known for snappin' his jaws Rappin' fatter than Santa Claus and never havin' to pause Man, I just wanna be on stage catching panties and bras Givin' my all the audience while my fans be in awe Nowadays rappers respond with a status actin' like broads MC's as sweet as Reece's Pieces and that's the reason Competition's pa**ed me, 'cause my only competition's past me I laugh at these spitters with their Twitter and Instagram beefs Can't even call it beef, 'cause I learned from Biggie Smalls if heat Ain't with you while you sleep, odds'll be that you probably Are not in deep waters G obviously you just wanna see Your name on the blogs and feeds so everybody thinks you're a raw MC But honestly, if you think they'd fight, dude you're fooled They just doin' the same sh** that high school girls do But hype boosts it to be this thing that it really isn't Giving them an image of a menace but it's still a gimmick And you give into this farce; regard the nonsense frauds say But really these artists' hard as Ariana Grande You silly if you think I mean to respond with gunplay's How it should be, all I'm saying is just stop the false claims Like saying you'd clap whoever you sendin' attacks to Relax dude, don't act stupid it's just a rap feud I should bash you, but I'm above all you other s**ers Plus I came to show out, so enough of these motherf**ers Let's get into some lyrical sh**, here we go b**h When hearin' me spit your ears are in bliss but you clearly look pissed 'Cause you fear to admit for years you've written inferior hits Now it appears to be quits so you steer your whip and veer off a cliff You delirious if you seriously think you come near to this You queers'll get severely dissed then I'm smearin' your tears with piss So give your career a switch, hip hop is just not working out But based on your current sound you'd be perfect as a circus clown You jerk around when you're writin' your rhymes Your sk**s ain't as ill as Nature's, mine alter your mind I k** haters, spill they blood, dry off and then I Will feel great as Bill Hader high on Item 9 I'm live as the vital signs on Michael Myers, I'm immortal fool See you can't forge SigNature, but there's a million more of you