[ verse 1 ]

Well, it's 1990, '89 has ended

Now it's time for all those who pretended

To settle and cease with the noise

You and your boys - it's time to put away the toys

Christmas is over and this is my resolution

To stop the confusion

Let the fresh get fresh and the stale get staler

And throw em in a pale of

Trash with the other trash and smash down the lid

For all the weak shit they did

Never in my life have i seen such preposterous behavior

And you got no flavor

Can't taste the juice cause i got the matz

I heard you paid for your _billboard_ spots

Honest, i promise, i am not a liar

Can't you understand that i am flier than a flyer

No need to try a stunt like that

Never in my life could i front like that

On _soul train_ with your brand new hit

When it wasn't even playin cause you ain't sayin -

Nothin, cause they're wacker than wack

Yo ak - get ready to attack



(crushin mc's that be tryin to riff) --> big daddy kane



[ verse 2 ]

People say 'new jack', what jack?

You wanna get slapped, jack

Or get flipped like a flapjack?

I been rockin rhymes and i been rockin mics

Ever since you was on bmx bikes

You was busy braggin bout the mags on your honey

I was in flatbush tryin to get money

Brooklyn, crookin up the whole damn place

Want to truck jewelry, don't turn your face

But i don't resort to those sort of things







I don't wear big chains or big rings

Gold was stole from caves full of slaves

Now black-on-black, and you're free as waves

In the ocean, without a notion

Am i surfin fast over your head?

Maybe you need glasses or classes in special ed

Let me see -

I can fit you in on monday