Mad Crew

MadSo in the clubs,
I get madOn the mic,
I get madOn the beats,
I get madYo,
I got theMad, mad crew up in the house
I'm with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I be chillin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm rollin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Come onSee, this is what
I'm sayin' and
I know you don't see this
Wack, underprivileged
MCs think they can see
KrisThey watchin' too much television and they rocka
This ain't the
TV show "Taxi" and
I ain't Lotka
I break an
MC off proper, yo, don't check me
Ask your Moms and
Pops, yo, they respect me
But here you stand, tryin' to get yours but gettin' nothin'
You probably can't spell "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps,
I play for keeps,
I play for streets, believe me
Put down the microphone and consider a squeegie
You're rated
PG, again
I win when
I beginI'm slammin' again, no win, try to comprehend,
I don't bend
I ravage and damage,
I'm wild like a savage
I'm kickin' asses, hot flashes, your style's with trash's
Stay out of my classes, punk, stay out of my classes
Yo, I got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I be chillin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm rollin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
And I be drinking with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Come onIt's the pros in her house
I said it's the pros in her house
Fuck that shit
It's up down in her house
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap star
I got all type of
MC tongue in a pickle jar
So here's a quick freestyle to my target
My core audience, fuck the rest of the market'
Cause I spark it, styles,
I loan shark it
Then break your legs if you try to chart it
I got heart, it doesn't take a lot to rock a record, get with it
Some MCs can't rock for five minutes
Sorry, that's not the way to approach me
Use caution,
I rip up lyrical crews and
MCs oftenYou probably don't know this
I give birth to
MCs and I also give abortions
I'll do a number to your body structure
You look like supper
And I'm that hungry motherfucker
You don't wanna be on the menu
I'll end you, twist you up and bend you like
GestapoPick up the microphone and crush up
MC like a taco
No, we're never sad because we nah deal with sorrow
That's why dem challenge me
Jah man you know dem challenge trouble
Me are number, one of me there is no double
And you don't want no trouble'
Cause Blastmaster
KRS is flashin' lyrics on the double
I got theMad, mad crew up in the house
I'm chillin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm rollin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm drinking with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
And I be coming with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Check, me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing
KRS-One in a party, man, me do me own ting
Nuff MC test but you don't hear vowel one
All you hear is when the
BDP crew slap them up
We have the champion belt and lyrical cup
Any DJ, they want my title filled, no way now man, step up
But when you lose, now understand you get fucked up
This ain't no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you like
ChuckI got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm chillin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
And I be coming with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
I'm rollin' with the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Kid Capri got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Gang Starr got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Ill Will got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Flavor Unit got the
Mad, mad crew up in the house
Check it out
Just make some noise
Big shout out to all the real
Hip-hop [Incomprehensible] in the house
And all the phoney
DJ'sWho tried to battle [Incomprehensible] this year
Understand,
I got theMad, mad crew up in the house