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| K-OS Exit Freeze Chorus (K-os): It goes stop, don't make a move, just freeze. Instead of tellin' a lie, get down on your knees. Please, give up the mic to emcees. Masters of the ceremony is what we be. It goes stop, don't make a move, just freeze. Instead of tellin' a lie, get down on your knees. Please, give up the mic to emcees. Masters of the ceremony is what we be. (K-OS) I was walkin' down the street 'bout 3 o' clock, when I saw another emcee at the end of the block, Talkin' to kids, tellin' 'em how they had to get the dough, so I rolled right up on the cypher and said "Yo!" Here is an example of a whack emcee, Caught in the world and he just can't see, He said "What? A-yo, you disrespectin' me? Now I gotta battle you and show you who the best be!" He started spittin', he said "Somethin' somethin' hot." And then he tried to talk about the money that he got. I said "Shh, c'mon yo, that's all passe. I gotta break it down another way like this now! Follow me here in this moment in time, follow the rhyme created, instigated to see the crime you commit when you sit in the past, don't you know? You construct the future based on everything that you know. And to get to the unknown, we surely must erase All the preconceived notions they keep throwin' up in our face On the daily, I run over tracks like Donavan Bailey, And break ev'ry record in less than ten seconds. They said "Ooh, that's the real metaphysical. We pull down the light 'cause the force is centrifugal" He tried to act up, I had to give in. Because the truth is an offense and not a sin. Word life. Chorus (K-OS) (K-OS) Emcees ain't comin' equipped with the rhyme, Don't do the crime if you can't do the time. The time is essential when you play with the lives of the youth They want the truth, but you want loot So ya change a little bit switch up your steeds Now you got a bigger bag and countin' extra ki's Please, everything you do we do with these Real emcees are universal entities, that Scope the universe lookin' for the fraudulence Then we take a disguise like Clark Kent My manner would have quick to check a scanner For a weak emcee sinkin' a city like Atlantis You can't stand this, missile placed and you vanish I meditate delevitate the twelve planets You cannot withstand the heavy verbal attack I'm the lyrical master blaster yeah I can do that I can also be your style, because I analyzed it You used to rock, but now you paralyzed it Doesn't really matter like platinum blondes Think what is an emcee if he can't drop bombs Don't really matter if it's over your head Cause the job of resurrectin' is to wake up the dead So pay attention it's the hard to behold That everything that good it ain't gold, for real. Chorus (K-OS)x2 (K-OS) It goes stop, don't make a move, just freeze. Instead of tellin' a lie, get down on your knees. Please, give up the mic to emcees, Masters of the ceremony is what we be. It goes stop. |
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