A Freestyle Song

"As we procede, to give you what you need..." [KRS-One] Turn up your radios right now, classic! Hip-Hop culture in full and total effect MCing, DJing, breaking, graf Management, philopsophy, you not stoppin me KRS-One, comin down from heaven From Hot 97, Lisa Evans You know what time it is, it's time to sever KRS-One will never, fail, time to exhibit Yo whattup kid, we get with it We come down, you can't forget it (uhh) My man - Common Sense, yo you intense You gonna come down in just a little bit But KRS-One will have to get with, the lyrical skills that we flip Bronx in the house, OHHHH (uhh) I'm givin what I got to give It's my prerogative to kick the positive I'm givin what I got to give - now listen up~! As I, proceed, to cut My... voice like this it goes, Scott Scott, Scott LaRock Scott, Scott-Scott, Scott LaRock, Scott Scott LaRock And Trouble T-Roy, Biggie, Mastadon, Cowboy (UHH) Scott Scott, Scott LaRock, Scott-Scott, Scott, Scott LaRock It goes Scott LaRock, and Trouble T-Roy Biggie, Mastadon, Cowboy Whiz Kid, Punk and Buffy, Eazy-E Sugar Shaft, Prince Messiah, Mercury Pinkhouse, 2Pac, Tu-Tu, 2Pac Tu..Tu-2Pac, Tu-Tu, 2Pac, Scott LaRock And Trouble T-Roy, Biggie, Bi-Bi-Biggie, Biggie, Biggie Mastadon, Cowboy, Whiz Kid, Punk and Buffy, Eazy-E Sugar Shaft, Prince Messiah, Donald D KRS-One in the house, you know how we be Comin through straight from the mighty BDP Yo Common Sense (what) you wanna get on? (YEAH~!) And represent kickin a freestyle song [Common] A freestyle song The microphone I palm, like it was a Sunday But today is a Monday, Sunday my day of rest Yo "I'm Still #1" but I gotta say peace to KRS (HAA!!) I can say I'm fresh when I come in Style start to runnin, a hundred styles and runnin Rappers I start to gunnin This is what I do when me and KRS get together I ask Lisa, I will be here FOR-EVER (EVER, AHH!!) Puttin stuff together This is how I weather with the brainstorm Let my name form a lot of things, yo the man of the hour Peace to, Power 106, they put me in the mix Like Hammer but I jam a, little bit (hah, what!) Yo this is what I'm doin when I'm feelin Like I'm Latrell Sprewell when I start to stealin on cultures Pullin posters, they just roaches, thinkin they the joint I'm on point like Rod Strickland, I be the big man Comin to New York with a new talk from Chicago Follow, I roll like a model, hold the bottle Com Sense I never swallow my spit, I just spit on rappers On they grave, they better save that bull This is my zone, whack MC's they better call Tyrone I got me and KRS, you know the time I show the rhyme, check it out We show divine, how it goes down [KRS-One] Straight to your mental it's the style of the Temple Worldwide representin the microphone and the pencil Like Brooklyn Brooklyn be always funky fresh Dope hooks and dope rhymes, that's always KRS Their words can't hit me, their dogs can't sic me Their knives can't stick me... {*fades out*}