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Intro:
KRS One : Pop pop pop pop! KRS One : Go uptown, go uptown, go uptown, go uptown (in the background) (repeats while Tim Dog is speaking) Tim Dog : Yeahhhh, ha hah, you have been warned The Boogie Down boys are gonna get ya KRS One : That`s right boye, you are now jammin to the sounds of the Boogie Down Hit em like this, hoooooooo
Chorus: Tim Dog (KRS-One in parenthesis)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, can I get a yes (yes) Can I get another one, yes (yes) Do I get wreck and get respect (yes) Lyrically I can get wreck (yes), ha hah Well can I get a ho (ho) Can I get another one, ho (ho) Do I get wreck at any show (ho) Lyrically I got the flow (ho), there ya go
Verse One: KRS-One
What does KRS and Tim Dog have in common We both hate corny ass soft commercial rhyme I don`t sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon I can`t hear nothin but wreck, do not force me I can`t hear Fred Astaire sharin Tommy Dorsey you lost me Pure hip-hop rhymes beats I see Singers dressed like rappers kickin love songs you can keep Give me the boom bap when I kick my rap No need for background singers and dancers, fuck all that What you see you see, what you hear you hear When you cheer and you cheer, I`m every fresh MC`s nightmare The instrumental is fundamentally essential When I practice I get sharp like a pencil But the pencil`s made of oak, so don`t provoke You`ll get broke, whaddya take I for a joke? I`m radical, mathematical if I have static I`ll Pick up the mic or automatic either way I won`t have it I cover the whole gamit Mic I`ll rap it leaving with your ass out like a faggot This is a losing battle your like cattle The sound of my name KRS makes your tail waggle Better yet you`re a snake so it rattles I`ll dice you up like you`re apple, smash you into Snapple I`m not, the one you wanna battle that bad Or just give me your ass I`ll make a shoulder bag I bring the blade all around By the time I`m done you`ll be $2.99 a pound
Verse Two: Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get chopped Chopped, say stopped, hah think stopped Stop listen to the hip-hop while others slip-slop Till they hit the tip-top now it`s time to get props Wack MC`s I just tax I`ll eat tracks shit it out with Ex-Lax Bitch ass niggaz step aside Tenderoni rappers, means your homicide Toyin non-believers, here`s the menace side Shit aside, come inside, you`re goin on a murder ride I`m energetical theoretical copastetical alphabetical Hypothetical yeah that is cool, no I`m not a fool Takin you to school, don`t be late for school, fool I`m suckin your girl while your ass in school Fool, why bother drool, cause I`m too cool I`m the man with lyrics that jam Kickin MC`s in the face like Van Damme Shazam, hot damn, thank you ma`am Don`t eat Spam or no types of ham You thought I fell off? You`re smokin somethin You thought I was soft? You on dope or somethin You must be on a can of dope and dog food You actin real rude, don`tcha know I`m Tim Dog dude? So go ahead and flex, if you got necks But when I get the mic I get wreck So come on, come on, come on, come on I`ll eat that ass that`s word is born Rarrrrrgh!
Chorus: Tim Dog (KRS-One in parenthesis)
Can I get a yes (yes) Can I get another one, yes (yes) Do I get wreck and get respect (yes) Are you the king the K the R the S (ohhh yes) Well can I get a ho (ho) Can I get another one, ho (ho) Do I get wreck at any show (ho) Lyrically I got the flow (ho), there ya go
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