Krs-one - Stop Frontin' lyrics

Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry You could beat me, cheat me, when you meet me try to defeat me But nevertheless you'll have stress, cause I don't rest You want to know what my problem is, if you're curious?? I take this hip-hop sh** too serious!! I forget that other rappers ain't true to this So when they grab the mic I get hyped like LET'S DO THIS!! All my rhymes are fat, while rappers are skimpy, wimpy So I simply chew they crew like a Blimpie Skip me when you dissin, skip me when you on a ego mission.. I blow up, like nitroglycerin! You better tune in to Teddy Ted "Yo stop frontin', and use your head" Well if you ain't called it hip-hop, there's a door, I ain't stoppin I got more flavors than Baskin Robbins! I flash the funky fresh flavors force-fully Freak the phonies and flip philosophy constantly (true!) That reminds me, rappers rock drip-drop Not hip-hop, they want to SING and all dem ting Thank God KRS is still rappin; all that "ooh I love you baby" and "blink blink blink" - this ain't happenin Yo this is curtains for these rappers that be frontin on the next man Lookin down at brothers just because they gettin checks and haven't got a sk** but they're LARGE on the hum-bum You want to step to Kid Capri, COME COME COME!! I break em up, just for actin like a superstar Around the way, we got a neighborhood trooper car We ride by, and spray your crew, and your honies too And rip you open and drink your blood like a Mountain Dew I descend to lend a friend a helping hand to stop a trend, again and again and again, I just can't say when I beg to confess my sins to other men Reverands guard lips, within there I'll begin I'll always win, over-sakin The party is ripped, without a hit or with a hit I'm rippin sh** You must admit, I'll never quit the lyrics I flip I'm tough like licorice, battlin Kid Capri? It's ridiculous We come to the party inconspicuous..