Gang Starr - Flip The Script

Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayed By the one who forgave him for his first mistakes Hed best behave, or ima send him a wave Of some shocking volts, he doesnt know what hes talkin about Hes kickin a bunch of crap so Ill be the judge of that The boy lacks artistry but still he tries hard to be An entertainer, but instead hes a waste of My time and your time so Ill kick the pure rhymes Whenever youre looking for rap thats exceptional And credible, straight to the gs you better go Cause gangstarrs known to be prone to be Masters of streetwise poetry and turntable wizardry But still be a cold day in hell when you hear that Guru or premier ever tell suckers get sales But they fail in the long run that kid who went gold yo That was the wrong one but tonight the spotlight is all on me Im the guru, of the g-a-n-g Taking out scrubs cause they rub me the wrong way And Ill say, that theyve still got a long way to go To show they can flow like a real pro So gimme that loot catch the boot from my steel toe Im changing the scenery as I make em uncomfortable Cause most mcs aint really got no pull Watch me stifle em quick with the gift and the wit Make em quit all that riff as I flip the script Chorus Fool listen, I know that youve been missing All this and so my rhymes are gonna gleem and glisten Like a gem, and if you are the fake mc type Ill shine so bright Ill be blinding your eyesight Your capabilities fall short so ima treat you like a dwarf On a basketball court still you try to rap And even claim you got new styles but Rolling your tongues been playe dout for a while And you dont sound fly so why are you doing that? You had a dope track but youre wack so you ruined that I couldnt make out what you were saying your diction Is jumbled where as me Im conveying clear thoughts To a crowd thats most critical Booty duck rappers like you are just pitiful I bet you couldnt name more than one pioneer Cause you didnt pay dues and you got on on outta nowhere But thats ok cause Im peeping your card If rap was my house youd be sweeping the yard As I recline Ill find more chores to give ya Like moppin the floors or maybe fetchin my slippers So dont even trip or run off with the lip Cause as soon as you slip you know Ill flip the script Chorus So as I kick a bit flip with script without a skip Butter roll mcs get dissed like this Youll never got none son because Ill become troublesome You rap like a simpleton And I hate scum yo I can easily deflect your threats Cause theyre idle my recital will break you down Just a fight til the end cause I can take ten at a time Give em all a fair shot to see if any can rhyme And even if one is decent, Ill still get props Ill kick the slick lines til the last one drops As my powerful skills are unveiled Im tippin the scales And weighing much more than your tall tales Stop the exaggeration perpetration observe And make simple notation Nobody no where no way no how Is taking me out cause I can throw so you know now Can you feel it, I bust raps so lay off Before I steal that so called title that you gave yourself But you really aint jack so yo you played yourself And now you look from a distance as you sweat my tip You know Ill whip you swift when I flip the script