Intro: Redman
 Hey baby bring me something to drink in here
 Sit down and watch a little TV.

 [KRS One]
 (static) Yo they comin'. It's crazy but I know it they comin'. Maybe not
 lately I feel it coming. I knew it  they comin'. (static) This just in.
 President (static) I guarentee (static) Jim...Jimmy  Jimmy wake up. Jimmy!
 (static) Only the Lord can save (static) 5.99 no obligation (static) Let me
 start to rock this mic (static) Now the polar bear hybernates (static) And
 and what was going through your mind right now.

 KRS-1:
 Look aat these weak MC's getting G's
 Never wore BVD's or even bellbottom Lees
 Please, with these fantisies about you selliing keys
 When you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled cheese
 On your knees you know my steez
 Kris is nice with theses M-I-Cs
 I'm Poison like BBD the plot thickens while I be hitten
 And lyric lickin', flippin' any mix and over the skippin'
 And cable clippin', still sickenin'
 Even though some people ain't admitting
 Through they system I keeps it kickin'
 And tippin' the scale I pay tuiton not bail
 Drink water not ale, MC Hammer hits it right on the nail
 I can't fail with my 7 stripes
 Strike one pierces the lung over the drum MC's become dumb
 Like "um?" They numb, bite the tongue over the bass drum
 I am D the MC like Run, spittin' lyrics for fun
 And for a sum of the bread crumb
 You missed when you swung, I connected whole hum
 Another one done underestimated KRS-1, yeah so...

 Hook:
 Redman: Say blowe
 KRS-1: If you really want true skill
 Redman: Say blowe
 KRS-1: If you want the hip hop to build
 Redman:Say blowe
 KRS-1: We rock it all year round
 Redman: You better cool the F out before we go up in your mouth

 KRS-1:
 It's just beguuuun, to bubble
 KRS-Onnnne spells trouble
 On the mic soooon there is no double
 I emerge from under the rumble
 Count the truth poetic construction, audio abduction
 Showbiz production for wack lyric reduction
 And fly rhyme instruction keep the party hoppin'
 Keep the DJs buggin' for the orthodox
 Non Xerox hip hop chatter box
 It was dope first crack out the box with Scott LaRock
 How MC's are washed up like sweat socks
 KRS-1 makes the heads nod

 Hook

 Redman: KRS-1
 KRS-!: Yes my son
 Redman: Tweet tweet (x2)
 KRS-1: You know they can't compete, ain't that right
 Redman:
 No doubt. You better cool the F out before we go up in your mouth

 KRS-1:
 When it's my turn kid, look at what you done did
 Like my head is dreadable you edible
 I kick incredible shit, for my poeple
 I'm jackin' these like me so sue and Stretch like Bobbito overloops
 While you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' mics for U.S. troops in group
 You screwed up, oops, I can read a true crook
 Like I can read a good book
 I'm hooked on hip hop culture
 Look at the tip top lyrical structure
 Floatin' like a soap bubble that you don't wann puncture
 Or rupture, I write what I udder, mother mother mother
 There's too many of us dying still trying and not doin'
 Not suceeding still pursueing what you doing?
 What you doing? What you doing?
 The session is started departed on schedule
 I beg you please lookover my lyrical menu
 What other can't do I can do
 Enhancing 7 levels of your mental
 I dismantel stress, you're listening to the advanced lyrical best
 Worldwide qualified to administer any MC test
 Stop guessin' class is in full session
 Now Showbiz show 'em how