featuring Fat Joe



Some fear de 'matic

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Some fear de 'matic yes de automatic

Disrespect from MC's me nah go have it

De automatic get de automatic

Tonight a rapper gwan die



Crazy MC's waste they time chasin millions

While KRS One holds the minds of the children

I'm buildin a followin of a hundred and forty four thousand

Chosen few heads up in project housin

A true rapper, street rapper, rappin to the center

I enter any cipher, with tales of adventure

If rappers are ridin beats like cars, I'm bendin mad fenders

Put down your mic and surrender

Youse a pretender, Blastmaster KRS rules the pavement

Kickin Edutainment while you wait for your arraignment

Save it friend before your chest I cave it in

I got my way again, I'm classical like a fuckin Harley Davidson

How do you think I kick a lyrical style no and you figure

It's simple, I'm a rap God, and youse a nigga

Don't mean I'm bigger, it simply means I'm smarter

For starters, I come at you poetically harder



De automatic, get de automatic

Disrespect, from MC's, me nah go have it

De automatic, get de automatic

Tonight a rapper gwan die



Ha hah, fake ass rapper, how you think you got juice?

When you rock a pair of panties underneath your bubblegoose

(Word) KRS-One will fuck up parties dramatically

My reflex'll slap a wack rapper automatically

When you was home witcha mother, afraid of the dark

I was sleepin out in Prospect Park

Eatin one meal every 48 hours

Writin dope rhyme styles that you now devour

Don't you realize, that I'm all about survival

I got only friends cause I KILLED all my rivals