[00:01.121]Yeah you know them
[00:02.340]They accuse the righteous people of crimes and claim that we're wicked
[00:05.649]Stirring up controversy making us fight each other
[00:08.798]All the fake rappers make it worse they gotta pay
[00:11.198]Make 'Em Pay （Feat Krumbsnatcha）-Krumbsnatcha
[00:22.98]First and foremost some rappers are sweet like fructose
[00:25.68]When I cock back these lyrics y'all punks best be ghost
[00:27.618]I be the seven twenty-one eighteen twenty-one
[00:30.508]The illest one I'm almost doper than anyone
[00:33.598]Straight out the late nights of Bed-Stuy
[00:35.328]Steppin up y'all put your weapons up I make heads fly
[00:39.378]You're artificial like saccarhin
[00:41.408]You're crazy fake it's more than skills you be lackin in
[00:44.818]Concepts you bite cause your identity ain't tight
[00:47.18]Tryin to be somethin you're not like pullin a knife at a gunfight
[00:49.858]I'm troopin on night air like flight number 106
[00:53.108]And gettin all up in your f**kin mix
[00:55.168]You get me upset and I got you uptight
[00:57.828]Cause my committee's in your city tonight AIGHT
[01:00.148]We got seventeen million of us plus two million Indians
[01:03.917]That makes 19mil lightin sh*t up like Wild Bill
[01:06.77]I be the supreme father plus the ill kid with drama
[01:09.237]My karma creates the teflon to pierce your body armor
[01:12.407]And make sure you check the sh*t before you walk to me or talk to me
[01:15.577]Steppin to me improperly you just may catch the weaponry
[01:18.366]My specialty is tearin tracks out the frame
[01:20.936]You know my f**kin name I rule all game
[01:23.126]I'm universal on all planes what's your claim
[01:39.286]Yo I be your highness in slickness you chumps bear witness
[01:42.365]Tremendous tropper verbal ni**a with the fitness
[01:44.905]Drop you for your spot with the blazer then I blast ya
[01:47.925]Slice precise like fenny hanas
[01:49.505]When I come to bring the dramas
[01:50.875]Styles so swift that you can't peep the God
[01:53.355]As your lyrics get buried six feet deep in my backyard
[01:55.635]I laugh hard while your mental I run through mazes
[01:58.815]Dark stages of terror to shatter your dressing room mirror
[02:00.685]Your whole error gets crushed your whole show gets bumrushed
[02:04.454]Too many dumb punks want to enter this rap scene
[02:07.354]Kickin Willie Bobo but need to be slapped clean
[02:10.462]Into oblivion the true champion always rises
[02:12.782]I bring surprises to the chief plus their advisers
[02:15.662]Size me up and you will find nothing's larger
[02:18.82]Catch more wreck on your dome than a deranged f**kin barber
[02:20.932]So what you made some dough you best keep on scramblin
[02:23.262]All your vanity is instantly crushed when I start handlin
[02:26.461]Demandin that you pay for your weak rhyme display
[02:29.151]Coast to coast I break the fakes everyday
[02:46.250]I see myself as the black Rap Messiah
[02:48.459]Colossal spreadin my gospel through electrical wires
[02:51.338]Spit fire through speech so I can reach each and every
[02:53.938]Tom Dick and Jerry slippin like petroleum jelly
[02:56.148]Too busy in the limelight can't rhyme tight
[02:59.987]I got divine right to bring y'all to light
[03:02.257]Somethin ain't right to be an MC you gotta thug
[03:05.107]Or to thug you gotta be an MC this sh*t is bugged
[03:07.537]Show love but few;deal with crew and crew only
[03:10.237]And think universal like Sony
[03:12.747]Phony pounds and fake hugs is usually avoided
[03:15.427]Give a f**k like Pizza Hut I got to stay Noyd-ed
[03:18.247]Cause that same ni**a you trust could be that same cat
[03:21.126]Behind that gat that bust quiet ya with the silencer
[03:23.686]Keep it hush ashes to dust then dust to ashes
[03:27.315]Nowadays it's who pull out the fastest imagine this
[03:30.95]Rap sh*t without this gat sh*t or the phony cat
[03:32.945]In black talkin bout how much his Mac spit
[03:34.885]But this year GangStarr got changes bein made
[03:38.75]No wack sh*t bein played no fake macks gettin paid
[03:40.955]No Versace MC's with a mouth full of Mo'
[03:43.555]Soundin like a hoe spittin that old-fashioned show flow
[03:46.355]I bombshell that pastel Chanel rap through a Maxwell
[03:49.255]Ever since young Krumb was taught to rap well
[03:51.955]Goin deep process of thought when my eyes closes
[03:54.575]Awaken with interpretive robe and sandals like Moses
[03:57.515]Travellin high sands and Eastern lands for the answers
[03:59.885]Ignorance is spreadin through the streets like it was cancer
[04:02.985]Too many drinkin not thinkin when behind that trigger
[04:05.715]A 38escalate the murder rate for us niggaz
[04:08.415]It's like microphone roulette cause nowadays MC's is gettin wet
[04:11.774]Over someone else's fake gangsta rep