Kill That Noise

Rhyming is a thing that I do at will Be glad to rock a party just to prove my skill J-u-ice is what I'm gaining With a style so fresh that it's self-explaining Never bite a rhyme, I don't live that way But when I get dissed, violators pay I'm a crowd motivator, MC annihilator Never front the move cause I'm not a perpetrator I don't really mind bein' criticized But those who try to make fame on my name: die Rhymes of all styles, all categories From fresh freestyles to real fly stories This jam is dedicated to you and your boys And if you knew what I knew then you'd kill that noise I devastate the crowd while the record spins So-called competitors have no wins I laugh at MC's who call me wack You ordered, and now I'm gonna serve you, Jack We're respected by all, treated just like kings How could you have the nerve to say such things? If you knew at the time what you were saying You wouldn't be on your knees - praying You gotta understand I'm not the average MC At the first sign of trouble grab the mic and flee Grab the mic, plug in the beat box jacks Prepare for the battle, then proceed to wax Take as much time I feel is ample To duff an MC to be made example This goes for all sucker MC chumps Who hear my name, and suddenly Kool-Aid pumps So if you're thinking 'bout dissing me, better think twice Cause next time, brother, I won't be so nice You can come all alone or bring all your boys But if you knew what I knew then you'd kill that noise (South Bronx) Kill that, kill that noise (Repeat x8) I must say MC's got a lot of spunk To get up on stage and pop so much junk I'm not worried cause I don't get waxed And you wouldn't believe how hard I max School's in session, I'm about to teach Versatile with a style that you just can't reach Lesson number one: first strike aim You shouldn't do things to degrade my name Your records won't sell cause the people won't buy em A sucker MC's like chicken: I fry him I started with a smash, I'ma leave with a bang And to put it to you bluntly, MC's can't hang Your boys and your family will be grieving your death Weeping while they're sweeping up the pieces I left You can come all alone or bring all your boys But if you knew what I knew then you'd kill that noise Marley Marl: Yo Shan, I didn't hear you say hip hop started in the Bridge on your record MC Shan: I didn't, they wanted to get on the bandwagon Because I rhyme so fly, girls can't resist But her man can't understand, so he gets pissed Like a preacher at work, when she hurt I'll heal her I'll leap, you sleep, and believe I steal her My mama used to say be a ladies' man I used to always wonder why she named me Shan Not hard to pronounce, easy to spell And oh how I love it when the ladies yell Her man better chill when my jacket's unzipped I got a .25 with an 8 shot clip You're sayin to yourself that's a BB gun But the place that I'mma shoot ya it'll take just one I'll rip you into parts, little pieces and specks You'll be saying to yourself "What can happen next?" This jam is dedicated to you and your boys But if you knew what I knew, then you'd kill that noise Shoulda stayed in school, learned comprehension Trying to state facts that I did not mention Sucker MC's I hate the most Next time I make a record you should listen close Cause MC's like me are the real McCoys So you sucker MC's better kill that noise Marley you trying to diss us, man What's wrong with that, I took care of that Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha KRS-One and Scott La Rock Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Yo, he talk about strung on something Man, we cold cooling in the place Drivin fresh Audis and coupes What's wrong with y'all Strung? The only thing we strung on is music And you strung on ours