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